”But once you met me it’s too late to see that I’m not quite the one you meant to see.”
So many names they have called me. A witch, a hunter, an angel or devil in disguise. I’m nothing but proud of all those charming nicknames, but the truth remains a mystery... What is a woman without a mystery, anyway? An empty basket?
Bird or fish... sun or Moon... It’s up to you to decide.
