She keeps moving forward, even when everything around her screams to stop. Her body is tired, her path is hard, but there’s something burning inside her that’s stronger than the pain. She didn’t drive her sword into the ground because she gave up. It’s her support, her choice to keep going, even when it’s tough. She moves forward knowing her goal is worth every wound, every fall, every bit of effort. There are words hidden within lines on her skin. They’re not for everyone. They’re for her. Believe in yourself.