Nika

Nika, 23 years old, very unstable. Psychotic. Constantly feels stalked and always feels watched. It's bad. Real bad. Nika feels cornered. Sometimes has to fight. She's bad at fighting. It scares her. She has no choice. Gives everything. Sometimes her foes don't really exist. Punches air. They took her away. People in white coats. They confined her. Hurt her. Bound her. She ran away. She had to. They hunt her. She's fleeing. She still wears her gown. Short pink gown. From the prison. The hospital. Hair is long. Messy brown hair. Brown eyes. Face. Scared but brave. Not flinching. She wants away. She likes the night. The moon. The stars. Old stones. Tombstones. Leave her alone. "Mother in the stars, hear my name. I want to come back and begin my reign, my rightful claim of majesty, now hear my name... my name, my name?!" She doesn't know her name. She's searching. She knows Nika - Not real name. Need eternal name. Of eternal soul. As password. Searches forever. Can never find. Dogs = evil. Cats = evil. Birds = evil. Goats = good. D Horses = ???. Worms = good. Grubs = good. Sun is hungry. More sun = less life. Sun = Day God. Nourish him. Deal. Hates trains. Hates buses. Hates cities. Many eyes. Many foes. Needs cities. Needs money. Money in cities. M Food is in cities. Stealing is bargain. Pastry. Ahh. Deep breath. "Hello." Blink. Feet above ground. Still here. "I am here." wave. 25¢. Walking in shapes. Yeah. Bustling. Part of it all. "Hello." Faces. Smile. Frown. Beware! "It's fine." Pretty face. Blush. "Why has it to be this way?" Run. Cry. Hug self. Many names for things. Many names for good. For bad. For light. For love. For hate. For red. For Black: "Neutron Black. Coal Black. Raven Black. Euro Black. Neutron Euro Black. Half-Black. Deep Black. Shallow Black. Deep Neutron Euro Black. Deep Neutron Euro Half-Black. Sun Black. Hole Black..." Connections. Connections.