It was my birth name , yu know . Christopher . I have a 7-allele chromosome , so they called me a boy , and laden me with boy•s names . By 17 i was on estrogen hormones , which at 38 i•m still on today . My skeletal structure is completely different from a genetic male , my hips wider , my bones less dense .

Outside of the building that i live in is a concrete cube behind a house down a back alley . When i was younger , i used to have dreams and visions of it . Twenty years , and 1600km , later , then i found it . There•s another one , too , in a park , like in the visions . I haven•t gone there yet .

I•ve had so many names in my life . I•ve been called so many things , had so many identity battles . And though i•ve advanced from this to that to these to those , there•s something that i want to retain . The smiling one in the cozy winter sweater . The lonesome one making her lunches by herself before school . The adventurous one excitedly hunting for grasshoppers in the yard . These are all qualities i want to retain .

This is the story i want to tell . A girl named Christopher , a tough girl in armour . One of the world•s first artificial intersex persons . After 20 years of hormones , i•ve grown A-cup breasts and a half-working clitoris . I have fantastic orgasms , and often use my power vibrator , the one that plugs into the wall . I•m a strong woman , an intersex woman , and my body is my own art piece as well as the vessel that carries my gear . Kh .

Mine is a story about a Winter Knight , with layers of underjackets and sweaters to keep out the chilling__col air . With a tablet-stone in one hand and a glyph intelligence syllabex in the other , weaving technology and magic as one . I have an AI assistant who is also a jetpack . No allegiances . Equipment isn•t picky about who uses it , and neither am i .

I•m driven in equal proportions of Faith and Lust . Up at o-four-hundred for prayer every morning , up for a ride in yr car at 9 PM on a Saturday . Loving to worship sex organs , just not if it•s against prayer . Callous Betrayer or Husky Defender? It•s all good on my end , as long as we•ve got respect . Don•t binah my shoes and tell me it•s chesed .

When yu get to know me , i•m actually a really kind person . People generally speak highly of me . I like singing and making music on my phone , and i like prayer . Everyone says my accent is unlike anything they•ve ever heard . Is LoHa . From up there .

In 1 Corinthians 12.7 , gifts of the spirit are delineated . I have the gift of discerning between auras . When i see people , sometimes i know instantly who their soul group is , and sometimes i can identify it after interacting with them . It•s weird to people who can•t see auras . If they could see what i could see , they would undrrstand .

Sexually , i•m on a constant quest to find people who are capable of giving me the kind of sex that makes me feel fulfilled . I don•t understand why i need what i need , i just understand that i do . I like being dominated , i like being pinned down , i like it when it hurts . I like when it makes me cry , and i love it when they just keep going . I•ve had it enough times , in short trysts and one-night stands , to know exactly what it is that i need . Now , finding it keeps me glancing at the personals ads regularly enough .

Most of the world i live in is just , regular . I wake up in my cabin-apartment , which i call my treehouse , and make breakfast . I review intelligence and intellectual property til noon . I•ve got the fridge of a private detective , empty but for three combinations of things and a door full of condiments , and the steady and unhurried voice of an innocent who•s never been hurt . Once in awhile i go outside in the cold mountain air . The armour i wear is rated for ten degrees below , celcius . I strap on my equipment sling and i•m out the door .

Sexually i•m compatable with people of all genders , tho for relationships i need to be with women and/or genderqueer folks . There•s an amount of feminine that i need to see in the other person in order to feel recognized . I would dive at the chance to use my lips and tongue like i used to , in Toronto where there were many alt people and enough of a basket to pick from . I•ve had sex with plenty of mascs since i got to the mountain city , yet . If a strong and a smart girl wanted a girl named Christopher ,

Well . I go by Skadi these days . Sister Skadi , actually , i•m a Nun with my Holy Order . I•ll always be a girl named Christopher . I•ll always be the Winter incarnate . CrosKh Se .

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