As the young girl sits in the abstract garden of her elders she awaits her first transformation.   Her kind are born without color and remain that way until they are    mature enough to choose their own color path, a choice that will remain with them until their next life transformation. This rite of passage is celebrated by her people.             As she sits among her loved one’s pondering, The world around her is waiting to accept her. On this night, the moons are full and the sky is quiet.

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