March 29, 2003
It always rains at ICON. The beautiful day melted into the evening rainstorm and now lightning dances on the horizon. I want to stay up late and reflect upon the day, but exhaustion has claimed me. After this long, hard winter of body and soul, it was time for me to do something foolish for a change, and I managed to do quite a good job of it, becoming Gossamer Wing for the evening, the first iteration. Harlan was momentarily stunned by her appearance. Safely camouflaged by another persona, I actually notice those men who take an interest in me.