About the book: year / It can be so difficult to get through the jungle of words, to get out of their networks, to remove their tenacious fingers from your own eyes... Will you want to listen to fairy tales after this? However, today I will tell you about myself. If only I knew what that meant... Someone would remind me that I was human. Maybe. All I know now is the taste of blood on my lips. Hot, burning, sweet!.. Someone will tell me that I am finally free. They call me Mistress... But I can’t escape from this web! Someone will notice how my eyes sparkle. Don't believe it - these are not tears: animals cannot cry! Someone once said: hate is stronger than love. Then I believed and agreed... But what to do now? Change your mind? Or just learn to live again... as a monster?