tinkdarkchyld
a dreamer an idealistic senic, a niave girl living a watchful life. fighting her blood yet bound by birthrite. searching for an answer to a question not known. she shifts with the moon, anamorphic ability to adapt. her thoughts are her own, no one to truly know. her fear touches all she is, shaping who she will become. preordained for perdition, no salvation. her mind flies from day to night, always losing her way in the dark. a dreamer whos sad spirit is more at home in twilight then sunlight. safe in a veil of insecurity and self doubt. blind eyes look inward but closed doors hide the truth. she is alone, trapped by her betrayal. she is the damned