There were two things everyone knew about Miranda Vaile before she'd even started at our school. The first was that she had no parents - they were dead. And the second? They were dead because Miranda had killed them.
Memory is such a weird thing. There are some things, like songs, that I litteraly only need to hear once and they are permanently locked into my brain. Other things, like algebraic formulas, can pass through my mind multiple times without leaving a trace. But sometimes you remember stuff even when you don't want to. Some things you know will stay with you, in perfect detail, for the rest of your life.
"Toutes ces questions bloquent mon inspiration", constate-t-elle. Du coup, elle ferme les yeux et commence à dessiner sans regarder ce qu'elle fait. Cette méthode lui permet en général de trouver de bonnes idées... et c'est plutôt amusant !