We understand ourselves through means that we produce, the clothes we wear, the hairstyles we have. Sometimes though, we must push ourselves and learn all over again what it means to be ourselves.

He's learned that singing is how they keep secrets.

[My attempt at a creepy-pasta! In-verse POV. Features Fairy Types and primarily Klefki] I hear them talking, they make jokes but they don't know...not really, what it's like. I wish I didn't.