I read the rule book and had to say, why does the man dictate our play, the ones in robe don't have a clue, how can they tell her what to do, test er one is good for he, but means little when she is she.
She knows her dreams and whats she got, she has a brain that thinks a lot, her heart beats to a different tune, her light is sun beams, stars and moon. It's simple as, and very plain, don't even know why
need to explain.  We're similar, but not the same, its not rebellion to break that chain, it comes naturally, so full of ease, to do exactly as she please.  Everything is sacred under the sun, just let her be, herself and real, doing what she deep down feel, a whole woman not a broken puppet, if you want that then date a muppet.