This time, I’m showing up as… the most “me” I can be if my insides were on the outside (or as close as I can get to such an abstract concept).
Covered in black, with some red coming through. And silvery accessories carrying symbolism. Not leaving out a bit of shimmer here and there. All to ask the question: Is this what both draws in and terrifies some? And at last, close a torturous cycle with it.
Though various motifs are present, swords are what primarily stand out for this entity that’s essentially crawling out of a nightmare to remind all that bravado isn’t bravery and roughness isn’t toughness. Also that cleverness and wittiness, or what passes or is presumed as such, isn’t enough.
Other than that, it is a dancer at heart!
Note: I was going to add tiny gems to my face but, unfortunately, couldn't get the rest I needed to fully do all of this. Had to settle for quick selfies, too, instead of setting up the scene and posing more. But at least got something immortalized.
Note: I was going to add tiny gems to my face but, unfortunately, couldn't get the rest I needed to fully do all of this. Had to settle for quick selfies, too, instead of setting up the scene and posing more. But at least got something immortalized.
