A flurry of thoughts cascade through Syrunner's head after she wonders one simple question: Am I racist?
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The Songs of Skyrunner Taroteye: Racism Ahead
Handing the cashier my credit card, I noticed her incredible white nail polish. She didn't just have a French manicure; instead each nail glistened completely stark white.
I want nails like those!
Oh it wouldn't look as good on you, Sky! It's the contrast between colors that makes it really outstanding! Oh my god, is that racist? I'm racist...
I am not racist! I'm always changing my skin tone in video games as dark as it can go! ...Yep. I'm racist.
I wonder if some people feel they were born the wrong race, like people feel they were born the wrong sex--OH MY GOD. That's the most insensitive thing I've ever thought about transexuality! Up to and including the last time I ever said the f-word! I'm a horrible person! I am! I'm going to go home and spend all evening acquainting myself with cis, white privilege! I'm a terrible ally and a terrible per--
"Miss?"
Horror-struck, I snapped back, staring at her slightly concerned expression.
The lady handed me back my card. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah!" Stuffing my wallet into my purse, I shuffled off with a quick murmur, "Your nails are pretty."
