To simply put it, it was a sorrow like no other.
A woman more beautiful then any precious gem or metal, though betrayed
more times then there is sand on a shore.
She was abused, locked inside herself, a shell of herself.
Like being in a freak-show, chained to weights then dropped into a tank
of water... but then someone, just someone needs to come and break
the tank, releasing her spirit. The real her. Her spirit that shines brighter
than the sun and is more brilliant then any piece of literature in history.
But... someone has yet to break the tank.