In the garden of desolation.

I have shed my skin. Mother has given me new skin. She has given me fangs and scales and a tail. She has given me a new life.

I like it in the Garden now. I spent so much time there, it feels like home. But I still have to leave. I'm going back through my mirror and back to my old life. I'm going to visit an old professor. I'm going to see an former friend's boyfriend. I'm even going to see my dad.

After all, a girl needs to eat. It doesn't taste so bad after all.

Not with my new fangs. Not with my new life.

I am a survivor.

 -- Euryale