Helice

*Through the never-ending spiral twists, you spot a girl. Her brown hair seems to intertwine with the spirals, flowing around her with grace. She appears to be writing in a book, a thick tome filled with yellowed pages. She looks up when she sees you, as if she was expecting you.* Hello. *She poises her pen above the page anew, ready to write.* What brings you here? Nobody who is truly sure about themself ever comes here, you know.