The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

I'd like to keep this as vacuous as possible. Words can twist the mind, while one can listen with their eyes. My photographs are barefaced but there will always be abstrusity. Only until I find myself after losing the limits of inspiration.

Also, my name is Arielle. A snowflake constantly falling.