I am Vulka. My enemies are many. They come at all angles, plotting my demise.
At any moment, I feel I will shatter. My hopes awithering. only Yero can keep me on my feet and out of my head.
Yero, the man of many names. Yero, the man who eases my many pains.
Yero, mine. All I have. All I need.
At least, that is what I tell myself, time and time again. That he, the magnificent Yero, is all my heart desires.
But... he isn't. Sad, but true. I dream of light to fill the dark void inside. And though Yero helps, he cannot completely fill it. Only I can. And, one day, I swear to myself- I will.
One day my dreams of flight and freedom will be possible. One day, the would will know the name of Vulka and feel her fist of fury.
One day, I'll find peace and rest for my broken heart.
But, for now, I'm merely a girl of glass.
