Dwarf Star Origami II

I’ve become a jewel with many faces, a pretty cage that hides the beast within. A facade of kaleidoscopic beams and whirls, concealing a blur of smoke, mirrors and scales.
I’m a lost boy walking the walls of a man-shaped room, muttering and jabbering in a language that fits its own purpose. Always talking in riddles, hoping that no one gets the joke.