My Name shall be immortal
Jaded by a thousand shrieking winds of bias. The one facet is gone, there is only a smooth surface ; there is no longer confusion. I am no longer Vanessa. My self and her Storm is gone.
I am Rage to the world,
One of the Seven Keepers of Truth.
Silence. I do not fear the silence. The graveyard atmosphere is calm, peaceful. Where I am, my aura grows. I am the silence. People gaze with fear, for the sleeping Rage is mine, and it is awake, only resting for a moment.
I feel in control with the tranquil silence. A person meets her facets in the silence. Silhouettes, unheard, whispered promises, vows, emotions, words.
The tendrils take root and grow, making themselves heard.
I have learned to embrace the beautiful Chaos that is mine. To let it take me. I am already home, and here I no longer have need for fear, for doubt. I have become what I was meant to become.
I AM RAGE.
Vanessa was weak. She gave birth to Rage. I no longer sleep in weakness.
The world's people are idle, and I shall fight to show them the Truth.