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Tamika Flynn loved books-- loved the limitless stories and adventures they held and the smell of the pages, at least those that weren’t covered in old blood or various bodily fluids, and the power she felt when she learned something new-- even though she knew it was dangerous, both because of the vicious threat of the librarians and the strict city ordinance against them.
But she would not be deterred, could never be deterred, because she was strong and young and knew things, things she’d taught herself in those long days trapped in the library during the summer reading club and in the long nights huddled underneath her blankets with a stolen illegal book, and a flashlight when the book didn’t provide its own light.
That was why the other kids followed her, why Cecil-- the Cecil of the Night Vale Community Radio!-- thought she was a hero, why she could make such a stand against the evils of StrexCorp; it was her duty to use her knowledge to help the city she loved so much and make it an even better place than before.