41 DAYS UNTIL THE AUTUMNAL EQUINOX, TWILIGHT
The protective boundaries of my mind shattered. Crystal walls imploded, fragile after all; shards rained down like ice, cold and cutting and slicing through every cell of me. Darkness poured in, unrestricted.
Unrestrained.
The pain was excruciating, as it would have been. Was. Is.
And in that moment, I understood.
I understood everything.
Too much.