She felt the change come upon her and cocooned herself, hiding in a safe and hidden spot hanging from a hard to reach branch.
Once she was secure and the imperative could no longer be ignored, she let herself go.
She dreamed of what she might become. She didn’t know if she would be beautiful, or graceful, or terrible or powerful. She didn’t know if she would have jewel-scaled wings or poisonous dust. She didn’t know if she would have barbs or fangs or fuzzy antenna. She didn’t know what the change would be.
So she decided she’d take everything.

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