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Grow.
I can speak through their minds, commune with their thoughts. Yet, this form of mine a binding curse of which there is no escape.
Though yet there is a darkness in this light. A twisting and breaking, of sinew and skin.
The flesh is weak, I must begin again.
I must find the fae.
I must learn. I must experiment. I must consider and confound.
I will be free of this prison, tearing it down for a palace of my own creation.
Grow.