Julia DeBarrioz

For so long, she had remained the sleeping volcano, her passion and pain and anger roiling quietly as lava within. She__ buried her love deep within her core; with heat and pressure she made diamonds of it all, gemstones precious and beautiful, glittering and indestructible and of no use but to be hoarded in her heart.

I speak of the human heart, not a logic puzzle." -Diego de Gama

Ire, like an atom bomb, could clear the field but came with consequence.