Do not speak of me, about me, around me if you recognize me by my last name.
My father's heritage, the origin of my creation, holds no bearing.
I do not want to speak to those who know nothing more than my surface.
In fact, I do not wish to speak to anyone at all.
My reputation precedes me.
What have you heard? What intrigues you?
Is it my walk, how I wear my hair, how I decorate my face?
I want you, anybody, somebody, to try to go deeper. Dive into this ******* deep, freezing lake.
The edge is all frozen over and you're afraid to break through the layer of ice. Don't be.