This whimsically haunting original by Ciel grabs your heart and won't let go. Bathed in moody shades of blue and purple, the charming subject's delicate doll-like features are quaint under her elaborately coiffed Victorianesque hairstyle, but her eyes portray the horrors of what has passed and what's to come:

"Last Night"

Terror rose within her eyes
as the truth set in: 
no one there would heed her cries, 
let the sins begin. 

Late last night she lost control
unbeknownst to her
in the battle for her soul
she didn't even stir.

Now she sees what is to come
sees what should have been.
Part of her has gone quite numb
as the mask sinks in.

Captured in her last footprint
'fore the pain takes hold.
Now there's no more than a glint
of the girl controlled.

~Ciel