“Imprisonment can be done without bars, it can be done without restraints. But there is no prison worse than the ones we construct for ourselves.”
Lavender stood in awe of the man whom she had last seen splayed open like a fish, and questioned how he could be standing before her today. Of all people in the world, she held the psychology of being open minded as she, herself, had been a scientific anomaly veiled skillfully beneath the eyes of man. Which was why when he moved to her, she verified the fact that he was truly standing there and not just a figment of her imagination. Since his supposed death, he haunted her dreams and made them into nightmares of this exact situation with only a few details having been altered. But that same arrogant smile he wore on his distinguished face allow
