I stood outside a room. I knew She was in there. I opened the door and set Medusa free. As I ran, I could hear her following me, singing like a siren. Then, I saw a man killing her savagely, using a broken mirror. But Medusa wasn’t dead. She rose up and began doing the same to him. Suddenly everything froze. Medusa and the man were still and in the air between them, thousands of tiny mirror shards, were suspended, glistening.
I walked out into a garden. Looking up, I saw a sky, completely filled with white doves.
I was told,
Medusa, has always loved you.