SAGEI didn’t think I would ever get used to it.I stood before the mirror, unmoving, my reflection staring back at me with a calm confidence I possessed. The room was quiet, dawn creeping in slowly from the edges of the world, and still I couldn’t look away.The wardrobe had offered me only dresses—flowing and elegant, meant for bodies like this one. I wore one now, pale and soft, the fabric clinging in places it never used to, skimming curves I hadn’t fully accepted as mine. My wig rested in my hands, familiar, grounding.My real hair fell down my back in a long, silken cascade—white as snow, but no longer purely so. Gold threaded through it now, fine streaks catching the light whenever I moved, as though sunlight itself had decided to live there. The same gold ringed my eyes, encircling the irises in a thin, unmistakable halo that marked me for what I was.Ancient. Half Ancient, or thereabout.The mark on my forehead had deepened too. It was no longer something faint, no longer ea
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