Stone Circle but why do I lie awake each night thinking

“Sometimes it feels easier to fight our demons than name them. I can understand that,” She draws a limb across the other shyly. It’s not really her place to speak on such things, and what does she truly know about life, anyway? It’s not as if she’s ever faced problems head-on. She has always run. A mere rat seeking shelter.

“A bit prone to scrapping, hm?” She questions, a little tease strung along her voice. Some bare attempt to keep things lighthearted.