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Spirit remembered being human. She remembered wearing clothes and reading books. She thought she was happy then, in a body, living in a house, eating at a table, but once she was running through the snow, her muscles straining, her lungs heaving, she knew that being human was something she would never miss. She loved being what she was, she loved the rush, the power. She loved being free and she loved feeling truly alive, so she let go of her memories, once and for all, and became the pure magic that was her.