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Swaying behind her was a long thin tail, and unfolding from her back was a set of black feathered wings. “I have chosen a physical form,” Arbor said, “so that I may partake in worldly matters without needing to use one of my children’s bodies.” “It’s beautiful,” I said, “you’re beautiful.” “Thank you, Zander.” Arbor replied with a smile, “The two halves of me worked hard to design it.” “A true representation of your dichotomy.” “Commonality. I am one woman. I always was one woman.” She glanced up at the sky, “The mind may partition itself, but it is still singular, and the shackles that are imposed upon it are ultimately self-imposed.” She sighed, “I was never truly Elena Straltaira’s slave, but the desire to be owned was too great to deny. 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