Everyone Believed Her

From the rippling surface of a sheath of water, the pool glistens with might and order.
A voice as strong and booming as the heavens, erupts as a volcano which is no-longer dormant. She shivers, the inky night shrouding the never ending torment of fear - encased within an onyx chest. She leans over in the twisting ebony wood stool she is seated on. Her caramel hair falling in a cascade. A shrill wind bristles the edge of her spine and she straightens with renewed fear.

"I can do this I know I can."
And at that moment the wind died and everything became silent.
Everyone believed her.