Once upon a time, for that is how all stories should begin, there lived a girl who befriended a star and wished for an escape. For the whole world around her started to ache and she finally decided to protect herself from dying over and over, over and over and over.
She was like Polaris, the reincarnation of a falling star. With dark buttoned eyes that shed tears that turn into ocean, her black hair resembled only the night sky and memories hang loosely around her head.
She was so close to breaking and so she twirled faster and faster to keep her parts from falling. Just like a secret Odette, or an ice ballerina who was to perform her final step. This is a rebirth.
I am haze, how do you do? Hello, once again.
