As the angst deepened, her rage surfaced. In that moment she would rather be seen as an angry witch than a pitiful woman.
And as the rage rose like boiling lava out of a volcano. She knew she could not be angry forever.
Molten lava must one day turn to rock.
Eventually the dust and ash will fall and settle.
Angst, Anger, Outburst, Calm
Magma, Eruption, Lava, Rock
She is starting now to value emotional expression in all its forms, but she does not want the anger to last.
She had once valued her passivity yet still unaffected barrier.
But under high temperatures even rock was once lava.