She tried.

She tried to walk away. She tried to maintain a golden silence. She tried to care a little bit less. She tried to hold on to her truths and keep them hidden like treasures in the secret place of her heart. But could not do that. "What if it is my truths that would set the world free?", she asks. Because she new how powerful the spell of words are. So she keeps casting it. Let there be this and let there be that. she knew that's the only way to bring imagination into form in this dimension. So she raised her voice even more and everything around her obeyed and aligned. She tried and she's still trying.