The troubling look in her mysterious eyes,
The unseen fever building in her mind.
It called for help to mend off the ties,
It was agonizing, it was black and blind.
You could feel the stars burning in her thoughts,
and the torment she had to sense felt like a million gunshots.
She had been bitten, she had been cursed,
by the encompassing witchcraft of this blessed universe.
– Muzaffar Ahmed