Description
Joy and sorrow, fire and water, were fighting in her soul. Her guilt and fears were alleviated by the fragmentation of sin, but at the same time she was in pain as she found that over time the adored persons disappeared. She did not want the same thing to happen to her. To believe that one day he will stop adoring his face. No, not even to think about it.
She was screaming. To make a voice as loud as the voices of the people. To be torn to pieces, you dare and he just lost it. They would take it from her like a baby from a pig to slaughter it.
