Alaz
I like destroying beautiful things.
I can find beauty in everything. To me, every living being, every inanimate thing, every form of existence has a beautiful side. The value I give them begins with discovering that beauty.
Then I destroy them. Because they are in destruction when they are most honest.
A single hyacinth stem carefully placed in a slender vase is most honest when it begins to rot. The scent it releases in that decayed state, carries years of anger and sorrow.
A woman who has carefully gathered her hair and tries to draw my attention with the makeup on her face is most honest when I am finished with her, when her makeup is smeared by her tears.
