And so the story goes...
She had been called many things in her life, good and bad, but at the end of every day, she was still Jipsi Kalia Starr. She had another name, a different facet, but it was just her. There was no dissociation, no separate personality. Jipsi had been working on making herself whole, and so far, she was doing pretty well. At last it seemed contentment would be hers...