博客來With the authority and permission from the voices in her head, she threw the lamp on the front door of the hut and stood there elated; as she watched the flames climb the stairs and unto the front door. The fire began to spread quickly, and so her excitement...
She stood there in a trance as the flames climbed higher onto the hut, the voice in her head were cheering her on.
They had control over every action of hers, what she does, how she does it, when she should do it, but never WHY.
Was she deranged, disturbed, demented, distressed, distracted, or just a Demon in disguise?
Review from a critic - Very beautiful story of the workings of a psychic mind. The plot is engaging.
