Paloma: In the cage, I'm in my beast form. There are no questions for me to answer and no questions to ask. Do people even know I exist? It's not like I'm an alien clueless about earth.No I know earth more than most humans. I used to fly over everyone. My wings stopped their fears from reaching to the sun. Their dreams didn't burn when I was around. I let my hair lose every time I flew above others. On weddings, I would fly for them. I was caged but was expected to fly.I'm small but the darkness never consumed my white feathers. The gladiator questions how a small person can give me so much trouble. The silence inside my cage attracts the darkness attention. That's what I long. It's dark in this part of the tunnel. The darkness doesn't like the cage so it consumes me. When I fly in the cage it seems I'm free. It's dark and al you can see is me flying. The words of others forever marked on my white feathers. Silence consumes others wishes and only allows you to run or fly forever searching for an answer. That's how I felt when the war started. "Man fucks the war it will never happen "  my dad used to say. well, fuck it, dad, the war did happen. I'm locked in a cage because of war surrounded by the darkness.growing up as a human because I'm fucking human by the way. My hair fluffy like cotton candy.My skin dark brown. I loved everything about myself until humans complained they couldn't see the board in front of me. My beautiful bouncy curls prevent you from seeing the board well I could care less.But that suddenly careless I had within me vanished as my wings grew.I flat ironed my hair every day.I burned a brush and burned the curly swirls my hair made. but my hair was still freezy and was different.My hair began to fall and then I became the cotton candy monster kids used to call me.I became an hembra.Fuck yes, I'm human because if I really wasn't I wouldn't have paid attention to my hair. It's as simple as that to not love your hair can lead you to hate more and more.My hair was a distraction to others I wasn't flying above them not really even if I had real wings. I'm selfish truly a beast because I stop the problems from others to burn just to be kissed by the sun's rays.The sun loved me more every day it kissed me more than others I said to them.My dark skin glowed against the sun and my hair bounced like the clouds it almost seemed I was the daughter of the sun.I wish what I just said was a lie but

Gladiator: But ----------

Paloma: I can't hear you I almost forgot about that.

Velma: We will come back in a few hours 

Paloma: what?  I didn't hear but I saw and felt the warmth of your heart.The darkness showed me

Velma: it's incredible we silenced her world to make her go insane.She can't hear us but she knows

Gladiator: The Paloma flies even in her dreams forever if necessary to find land for the beasts .even in the darkness she doesn't need sound just her wings.

Velma: Paloma the guide of the beast

(Velma and gladiator start walking away)

( Paloma screams in silence)

Paloma: Father they crossed my heart to get answers. Father war is for real now. Father, I flew today in my dreams with my heart crossed. father your the silence that blocks my view.