When I woke, I found I had already been made into a butterfly specimen by the witch. Ten long pins nailed my body down, trying to fix me forever on the far side of light. I withered little by little in the night, until a sliver of dawn arrived and gradually dried my soaked, tattered wings. Blood dripping from my wounds was nourished by sunlight and became a glowing flower. The instant I touched it, an unprecedented energy surged up from my heart—no, I cannot stop here!
— Lux’s Diary, Day 60 · Flight from the Husk
complete ending, failure, sorrow and despair, the end of an old way of thinking, severe trauma, restriction
release, pain eased, optimism, breaking the cocoon and becoming a butterfly, learning from failure, seeking solutions, breaking the stagnant state, the beginning of transformation
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