The river cast me onto a black mudflat, where a flock of crows were devouring frost-flowers. Suddenly, a ray of sunlight pierced the darkness. The searing beam stung the crows, scattering them and knocking black feathers to the ground. I opened my eyes— in my palm, a pure white flower quietly bloomed.
— Lux’s Diary, Day 14 · The First Ray of Light
ending, transformation, loss, destruction, death, rebirth, letting go of the past, a new beginning
unable to transform, refusing to change, indulgence, stagnation, avoidance, stubbornness, unable to let go
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