[Image is of three people in sober black clothes, labeled “Proper Literature”, standing around murmuring “tut tut” as a person in a lavender and blue bodysuit, labeled “Science Fiction”, flies in and says, “You’re all just jealous of my jetpack.”]
And then Fantasy Literature rides in on a unicorn and is like ‘COME ON SCI-FI. LET’S GO FIGHT DRAGONS ON THE MOON AND LEAVE THESE BORING BASTARDS WITH THEIR TEA.’
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