She could've been beautiful once. Her hair, previously perfectly curled, has flame dancing on each twist and turn. A blue floral dress flows as she moves. It appears graceful due to my altered state of perception. The flames climb her torso morphing the dress of flowers into a magnificent dress of flames. Her legs dance on heels black like night as the flames tease. A tale of horror, deception, an undiscovered world, and the achievement of self-actualization.