“You will never age, never hunger, never thirst,”

Fyodor once told us.
“You will be forever young, forever dancing.”

What could we say? People like us had no voice,

even before Fyodor’s spell ensured that we would never speak again.

When the alternative was STARVATION, you accepted the contracts you were offered, no questions asked.And so now our fates are like that of Odette in Swan Lake: