The Importance of Being Human Part 1
Humans all led such interesting lives. Wandering the world had given me time to see all the different facets of human life. The way it all changed over time. The way people went from surviving to living. I loved every part of it. When I’d come of age and was finally able to solidify my glamour, my parents let me go into the world to explore. I was able to contact them magically if I needed them, but I was free to live my life as I saw fit. Something I witnessed not many females being able to do. Heeding their advice, I tended to travel as a man. This kept me safe and enabled me to trade as I traveled. My father’s fae blood let me entirely obscure myself and enter places that were inaccessible for most beings. The gifts I’d gotten from my mother enabled me to ply a trade unlike any oth
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