I've been thinking a bit more about this, and have just read "Nina Here Nor There" (about a gender-variant person working her way up to top surgery), and I had a recollection.
When I was a teen I dreamed, serially, about a young androgyne (sometimes a male/female pair of twins). Kind of wild, mystic, joyous, lived close to the earth. Had a bow with a name and a mind of its own, and was much like that bow -- long-limbed, lithe, swift. I'd like to be like that.