The willow dark of the seeping fade of autumn to winter's claim. Tierney lived for that altering change of seasons to feel alive again. To breathe again. When it was cold she awakened. Her spirit stirred and she was born again to that what she was.

Call her Heartless. Call her Cold. Things she knew well. A slip away from another bed, another man. Another empty night. One could only be filled but never sated.

There was always the void.

Are you my family?
Can I stay with you a while?
Can I stop off in your bed tonight?
I could make you smile.

In the morning I'll make you breakfast
In the evening I'll warm the bed.
And I'll always be happy to kiss you
Promise I'll never get sad.

Daddy's pride and joy was Tierney. Just like Daddy was. Offerings of the flesh never meant you'd get a free pass to the heart, to the soul. Take and take and take and she'd never budge an inch to give insight to her life. Bra and Panties slipped on. Hushed tip toe out even though she knew the man was dead to the world.

Funny Humans. No matter the Strength of a Man the mind was always so breakable under a whim of Tierney's.

They always broke so easily.

Till the siren come calling, calling
It's driving me evil, evil.
I was a heartbreaker, I loved you
The same way I do.
But I've got so much wickedness and sin.

My name is Pearl
And I'll love you the best way I know how
My blonde curls slice through your heart.
And the siren come calling in the night, till the light.

Tierney. Daddy's once Pearl had become a rough edged, flawless diamond. Cold and faceted.

Nothing could break her. Nothing could penetrate those walls she had built around her heart.

Given herself to the Winter. Blonde curls became ice-blond, the gentle blue of eyes became winter moon and blue diamond soaked shades.

Pain could be the burden of others and she would take their pain as her pleasure. A private enjoyment. Was it not what they deserved? A clove lit the only warmth that would kindle her tonight.

Help you dress yourself up fancy
Bathe you when you get sore
I'll be good, I think I could be
All you would want and more and more.

Be proud when you dazzle the wondrous
Glitter your eyes for the town
Tell every last boy that you're my man
Try not to let you down.

That void was always there. Deep and dangerous. The Chill was indifference forged and cast wrought. Her passive nature kept emotions at bay.

Why was it then that temper had roared out in physical strikes towards monsters after so long.

She could not... would not shatter or break. There was no melting.

Tierney looked over her shoulder, the sharp cruelty in the narrow of her eyes, the cut of her mouth in the blade of a smile. Sleeping males. So vunerable... and seeing that ever strong man so weak in his bad... made her hate him. Loathe him.

Ashes and sweet clove cinder touch of apples and cinnamon was warmth where she was the cold offering of winter rose blooms. A frozen perfume. She left him to his sleep.

Her indifference saved him from death. One of the things that separated her from being the mirror image of her father's nature. Never was death the decision to end all terms.

But there was blood on her hands. Let the Beast feast on that.

My name is Pearl
And I'll love you the best way I know how
My blonde curls slice through your heart.
And the stars are exploding the lights
It won't be long until you'll be mine
It won't be long until you leave
It won't be long until I'll see your face
It won't be long to erase your pain
And my broken heart to belong to your body
Cause I'm evil, evil...

(Italized -lyrics by Bat for Lashes- Siren Song)