a wolf in sheep's clothing—hidden under the guise of fragility and gentleness ﹐ the damselette is inhumane if needed be as she is of seraphim descent. her words are sweet and laden with ichor ﹐ even in the eyes of danger ; it cowers ﹐ like the flesh it keeps itself hidden beneath is ripped apart with every gaze of scarlet vehemency does its pitiful eye meet. she displays herself with the innocence of a damsel in distress—though ﹐ she hold herself with the charm of a playful but eloquent lady.