She has a darkness inside her. She is bright and cheerful, with musical voice, but she has a darkness inside her that makes me cringe. I can see it in her deep, blue eyes, stirring from time to time, laying there, ready to burst out. What is she thinking?
I can see her soul screaming in agony. I cannot hear its words, is it desperation for freedom? Does she want to break free from the darkness’ bonds and float away with the autumn leaves? Or does she want to release the beast and let it consume everyone near it?
I cannot tell, and it scares me.