That fire burned away the face she had as a girl.
In the years that followed, Wen Shu kept away from the crowds and turned away everyone who tried to get close.
She needed no friends, no small talk, and no false tenderness or pity from others.
She thought she would stay forever on this island of solitude she had built with her own hands.
Until someone saw the whole of her beyond those high walls, without pity or morbid curiosity.
