As she answered the question, hervwords finding their way from her lips, no deeper than that, they stepped from her soul, the doors swung wide open, a ripple of bright pink power flowing out , and jockeying at her. A strand, a swirling thread that blazed like a brilliant flame spooled out from her chest, a heart like symbol emblazed onto her skin. A heart grasped by two hands. In the shack was a creature, cutesy, welcoming it, a reflection of her hearts secret desire, a dream that sge hid even from herself that now craved attention.