I RECEIVED AT LEAST A DOZEN MORE REQUESTS; FOUR CAME TO PASS IN THE REMAINDER OF THAT YEAR. (Dee appears as the angel of death, while Emily and some other person sit by a bedside.)
I SAW DEE DIFFERENT; SOMETIMES ONLY PARTLY SO, Emily: Dee! This whole time you could've been like this but with WINGS!? Dee: Yeah, lucky, hey! Emily: What! No! They're COOL AS HECK! Dee: Oh! But I can fly without them, and they'd have made passing as human this summer impossible. Emily: Ah, true... but still! They look awesome! Dee: Well, thank you. You know what I think is cool though? The changes of my forms, geographically over time, reflect a lot about cultural events! Emily: ... yeah, and? Dee: Maybe that's obvious, but I never thought about it! I don't think I could've pieced it out myself, and I'm still learning so much, but whether I was a reaper or an angel or neither or both must've been to do with the back-and-forth of religions and peoples, like how Christianity was influenced by Mesopotamian and Celtic and Hellenic and all these other peoples' details, and then went on to have extremely influential iconography itself... and I changed to match! And then imperialism and colonisation spread all that all over the place, so now I'm here in Australia looking like this, even though I don't think scythes were used much around here? That's ANOTHER thing! The scythe was an upgrade from the sickle as agriculture changed, but I don't get a COMBINE HARVESTER now! Emily: Oh, yeah, bummer! Though, that'd be a horrific metaphor.
---- Alt text: social history? in MY manifestation? it's more likely than you think!