Kiraa is a person without feelings. “How are you feeling?” she can’t answer when a question is asked. The subjective cannot answer any question or answer, she cannot say. It’s just one color, she. Her hair, her skin, her dress. Each color looks different because its shade is different. Her eyes are hell. Kiraa was designed like a god. She is not innocent at all, she. The black gloves on her hands say that her hands are dirty, the sparkling white pearl earrings she wears speak of her innocence. The capricorn she holds in her hand is a vow. It is the sacrifice given to her. The feeling given when looking at this picture is very deep. The frills or pleats on her dress don’t make it sweet at all, on the contrary, it’s a scary picture.
