We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes…
--"We Wear the Mask" by Paul Laurence Dunbar--
Id, Ego, Super Ego; Sigmund Freud was correct in citing these existing forces of personality. Everyone had a mask, a part of themselves that craved the illogical and wanted nothing more than self-satisfaction. No was not an answer one gave to those driven by the instincts of the Id.
Staring into those glassy, blue eyes—a shocking and strident feature against his pale skin and dark hair—she knew one thing about Dr. Jonathan Crane: he was definitely a psychologist.
Those eyes bore into her, a stare that was filled with the desire to know, the ability to read her. They shocked her nerves and elicited goose bumps. Yet something else flitted in those eyes, hidden, but sparking right beneath the surface. It made her body react as her instincts sensed danger, but at the same time drew her in as he smiled.
In the darkest corners of her mind, Becky was curious as to what was under Jonathan's mask. Yet her Super ego fought off the thought as her Ego stood like a third party, uncertain as to whom to give their loyalty, wisely, some would say.