every villain is often a caricature of marginalised identities, and every hero is a glorified image of the world that wants to destroy me and those I love.
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.