Once I began to receive my benefits, I began to distance myself from an idea that productivity defines whether I am deserving of respect.
In "Honor, the Scorned," Xelestial's soul is in constant turmoil with the encounters of love she has in her life, as well as her insistence and demand to be seen under her terms. We enter a transient space of time and magic in this performance ritual with Xelestiál's body, heart, and soul.