Chronicles of a HeadCase

The colors on these walls are the reflection by the glow off the outline from her grace, its that exuberance that enthralls all who glance into a ghostly but serene awe. Every motion and every pose seems to be a perfectly captured frame and its even captivating to watch her be seen. Her poise is a silent yet deafening roar, which beckons all weary onlookers… some have made the foolish mistake of confusing this lioness for a prey. But her little eyes are always peeled, and only she will know who exactly is the hunt. The chase may already be on, so I wish hope a long overdue happy belated birthday… and may the prize of your catch forever enchant you as well.