She is happy. But sometimes, she has days when she is a disaster.
There is a storm of chaos who takes the form of a human woman. Her heart beats with jolts of lightning, and her neck’s pulse is the cacophonous thunder that follows.
Behind keyhole eyes that bleed rust onto her cheeks, there are gears that whirl with the sounds of radio static. It is the limitations of her eyes that orchestrate the frustrating monotony of her life.
Her hair is streaked with purple blades of light, cutting through the black cloud cover. Like bluish shadows of early morning, dark circles ring eyes that are too tired to cry.
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