In the quiet woods where shadows play,
A woman stands in disarray.
Her mirror reflects a demon’s face,
A trick of the light, a cruel embrace.
With eyes that haunt and lips that frown,
She thinks of herself as broken down.
But around her, the trees stand tall,
Whispering secrets, urging her to recall.
“Beneath this mask, you’re more than you see,
A heart full of wonder, wild, an...
