and as the male peacock bowed his head in recognition, she looked up and so in trance was she by the beautiful colours, she feel into his gaze and lost herself there forever , looking back through the mirror she is grateful for the peacocks gaze is within her eyes, hair her feathers and tonight she will catch his gaze , for amongst humans the female is the peacock, but what would she be without her feathers?
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