Rainwater soaked my wings, and I fell like a withered leaf into a golden garden. A pair of gentle wings wrapped around me, and drowsiness came over me. Half-dreaming and half-awake, I seemed to hear three black birds plotting in secret. In the distance, the forest began to burn, and the flames gradually spread toward this golden garden. Then a burst of lightning flared, and a red door cut me off from the fire. Tiny specks of light flew out from the keyhole, and a fairy whispered softly, “Don’t be afraid. It’s all an illusion. Rest well. When you wake, bury the key in the soil. The vines that grow will show you a safe path.”
— Lux’s Diary, Day 54 · Ignore the Plot
rest, contemplation, calm, recuperation and healing, meditation, solitude, vigilance, retreat, detachment, conserving energy
ending the rest, facing the issue, reinvigorated, regaining strength, recovery, preparing to act, increased unease, irritability, fatigue
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