Once upon a time I read a fairy tale.
The Wild Swans.
It was similar to most.
A jealous stepmother.
A king.
A strong girl who becomes a woman.
Along the lines of the better known swan princess but less politically correct.
Not to mention, the princess is the hero, the enchanted, and the enchantress.
The coveted, banished and loved.
It resonated with me like no other.
We are swans. Wild, and graceful.
Powerful and waif like.
Enchanted. In all forms.
We must own it.
Become the protagonist.
Be the wild swan.
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