Freedom Is Dark
"We all decompose and slowly disappear" Someday Potanda will leave this world where she had lived for a million years, she will decompose and disappear. If that so, why bother living all this time? She's not only living, she's alive. She feels everything and in very extreme way. Right now, she feels like suffocating. She's not free. Freedom is all she wants. To be free is to fly with no one catching your wings. For Potanda, it's flying with no one weighting down her broom. But the weight is too much for her to handle. Still she tries, and every time she fell off her broom she tries again. "When you feel my heat, look into my eyes, it's where my demons hide" Sometimes, weight turns into demons crawling under your skin. "Don't get too close, it's dark inside" and so she's pushing everyone away. She doesn't want her magic to turn into witchcraft, she wants to keep it pure. And so everyday she's fighting to keep this...