Dantalion

She works for the things she needs, never asking for help.  She works and works all day, yet no one has ever asked how she felt. Would she abandon her dreams? Her visions of being a doctor?. Would she abandon the things she loved, like she had by her father?. Two small things kept her grounded, happy and well rounded.  One of them a ginger brown pup at the end of her bed.  The other her love for the dream she's kept in her head.  Some days she sits in her room brushing her hair, wondering if her life could every truly be fair.