Flames Don't Have Shadows

"How do you feel, Diana?" asked the young lady.
"I dunno," Diana mumbled under her breath, "I don't know how to explain it."
The young lady gently rested her hand over Diana's shoulder, "Try."
A voice inside Diana told her to stop. Diana looked at the young lady. Her hazel eyes glittering in the sunlight gave Diana some hope.
"I-" Diana paused. She watched the breeze play with the young lady's hair.
"Mhm, go on," she smiled as she scribbled red ink all over her paper.
Diana gave a weak smile, "It's a weird feeling. It's like having a big smile with one toothache. It is difficult to smile with pain. No one can see it, but I can feel it.
Diana took another pause as she listened to the voice inside her, telling her to stop.
The young lady focused her eyes on Diana's, "Go on you're doing great,"
Diana shook her head, "As soon as I get rid of that dreadful toothache, I feel much relief. It also feels weird not having a tooth in that place anymore, but it gives me a feeling of comfort and freedom. I broke the chains."