It had gotten harder and harder as of late. Gangle however, did what she always did when those times happened. She would draw, as much as it haunted her art was her ultimate love. The part of her that gave such misery but also gave such joy. She wanted to be able to love what she created, what her mind could give life to, but it was hard. Not because she hated what she created but because of the shame. It was hard to accept her creations as something worth showing to others. She loved them well enough by herself but to show them meant showing parts of herself. Honestly, she didn't want to...but Zooble's words kept driving her on to try loving herself more for who she was.
"I wish it was...easier..."
Jax had been a major part of her shame when she came to the circus. But, it hadn't only been him others had done the same thing. It was treatment she was used to. Something she had accepted about herself. It was just easier to not try to hide than be a bother to anyone else. That was why she was alone by the digital lake alone drawing by herself.
So she could capture something maybe? She didn't know exactly...
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