Changing

ARIA is the English translation for the Italian word 'air' and the Hebrew word 'lioness'

Imagine a cottage in the middle of a giant forest surrounded by the creatures of the night, well what would happen if one day a girl with blood red lips, a black mask and a red hood let curiosity consume her and stepped a foot into the trees.
NOTHING, nothing at all looks to have happened but that's were your very wrong.

"Never trust your eyes my dear child, they like playing ticks on people" That's what my father told me before he left that night when I was four, It made no sense to me at that time in my life but now, now in this very moment I think I'm beginning to understand my fathers words.

BASURTO is my last name guess what it means, because that's where the chaos will start