Hey, I am not the only one ! I met Lilith in the marsh, deep wrinkles on her cheeks, her voice, an ax on a piece of wood, (s)exiled, broken, giving birth to monsters for being a woman on top. Heathen, I left the garden of Eden and now keep the knowledge right where it belongs: deep-rooted in my brain, steady, ready for a fight that lasts and a road so lonely, it terrifies me. I am velvet and stone, so many times re-born just to become myself, more and more so. (by Axilea Uzumcuoglu)