GLORY AND GUTS

ACT ONE; PROLOGUE

HER SKIN IS FILLED WITH CONSTELLATIONS, YOU CAN SEE BRILLIANT CANIS MAJOR ON HER SHOULDERS AND BEAUTIFUL CASSIOPEIA AT HER THIGHS.

HER EYES HOLD PLANETS. AS BEAUTIFUL AS SATURN AND AS MYSTERIOUS AS VENUS. BUT ALWAYS DANGEROUS.

HER BLACK AND BLUE VEINS ARE MADE OUT OF STARDUST. SO MAGNIFICENT YOU CAN SEE NEBULAS MAPPED OUT EVERYWHERE.

BUT FOR SOMETHING SO MAJESTIC, WHY IS SHE SO LONELY? WHY DOES SHE WEEP LIKE A LITTLE GIRL AND RAGE LIKE THE DEVIL? WHY DOES SHE FROWN LIKE A CRIMINAL AND ATTACK LIKE A MONSTER?

OH, BUT DON'T YOU KNOW? SHE USED TO BE SWEET, SWEETER THAN COTTON CANDY. SHE USED TO HAVE SMILE THAT BLINDED THE SUN AND LAUGHED LIKE A MELODIOUS ANGEL.

BUT THEN THE POOR THING DROWNED. GASPING AND SCREAMING FOR A SAVIOUR WHO NEVER CAME. NO ONE WAS THERE TO HELP HER, SHE REALISED. LEFT WITHOUT ANY AIR TO BREATHE, HER MIND INTOXICATED WITH DANGER, FOOLISHLY THOUGHT THAT THIS WAS RIGHT.

THAT DROWNING WAS A WAY TO WIN THE GAME. TO WIN EVERYTHING AND CLAIM THE ULTIMATE PRIZE; TO BE IMMORTAL.

BUT THE PRETTY LITTLE THING ENDED UP DYING IN VAIN INSTEAD.

HOW SAD.