Science fiction genre
mid-low female range
emotional while clear
Young Adult (18-35)
North American (General)
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
He has green eyes, the most vibrant green eyes I've ever seen, right as emeralds and as clear as any perfect Jim. For a moment, I pause. I stare. I watches those eyes narrow. As the man frowns, my hand floats through the air, drifting toward the figure crouched over the ground, his lips split, leaking blood down his chin and along his neck. It's to read Too bright. My hand grazes the side of his neck, his eyes widened, Green eyes staring at me like the monster lurking under my skin isn't as hidden as I think. I hold my breath. Did I do this to him? He's broken and shattered. Human, Weak, fragile. I'm supposed to protect him. I failed. How did I get here? How did this happen? It wasn't me. I would never hurt him. I don't want to ever hurt anybody again. But the man stares at me like I'm the nightmare. I want to sneer at the thought. I want to spit on my mask and grind it under my foot. A mask mean many things, but to me it only reminds me of what I don't know. My name used to be enough for the longest time. I was enough. But I've grown restless. I am haunted by thoughts and images that chased me without resting that linger in every shadow I pass. If I had a second to catch my breath, maybe I could think maybe then I would be able to see clearly. Maybe then I know who I am. I am Cameron Monroe, but it is no longer enough.
Hero, Deep, Lyrical, Mysterious, Strong, Thoughtful, Versatile, North American (General)