Plastic Faces Quotes

“My bag fell from my weak grasp as I glimpsed her face. She had this permanent grimace that seemed to be fixed to her features. Her mouth was twisted, as if she was in pain, and the colour of her flesh was that of pure snow. It was as if someone had sculpted her face to be in a perpetual state of fear. But it was her eyes that chilled the blood in my veins. They were a deep, dark red, like two little scarlet ruby diamonds, and I could see tiny droplets forming on the edge of her damp eyelashes—tears. I had never seen fear like it. It was overwhelming. It terrified me.”
― Marta Abromaityte, Plastic Faces