A girl made of porcelain, so delicate and fragile. Hair as white as snow, eyes as blue as the sea, her heart as pure as the cloudless sky. But the girl had been hurt before, and she was afraid to feel pain again. So she locked her heart and emotions away, hid the key where it can't be found. As the years passed, emotions inside her grew and grew, and the girl's porcelain skin began to crack and chip. Sadness, loneliness and even love she held inside wanted to be freed once again. As the years passed by, the girl no longer spoke, no longer danced or laughed. She has bec a statue of porcelain, more beautiful than light. The key was long lost, hidden away. Can it be found once again? - This work is no. 2 in a series of 3.