will power

Since the beginning of the life, the story has been drummed into every human kind: willpower and the truth can do anything.


She thought she is something special, she thought she could fly up to the sky; she thought she was gifted with the will power at birth. She thought she is a virile.

Here, in the middle of the crowed, alienated.
No one here would give off a small glint that would help her find her way out of the dark. .
She swears she told the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

But, her spectacular will, however much she trusts it, however persistent it may have been up until now, is not able to deal with her shuddering shoulders or her short breath.

At the end:


Are you alive? (They ask)
Certainly I am. (She cries)

Objection (her body shouts)
Her body contradicts her; the tremor in her chin reveals her fatality. Her body knows before she does that she will be fallen headlong, because of her will, because of her truth.


i guess it is the end of the life.