The cage’s velvet curtain, glazed with frost, slowly sinks down. Darkness lulls me into sleep, and I fall into a nightmare called loss—on a bitter, snowbound night, I lost everything. The five matches in my pocket are my last sliver of warmth. Yet where I cannot see, the scattered sparks are gathering into a soft ember-cluster; five fire rabbits melt the ice with the tips of their noses, carving out a passage through the endless white.
— Lux’s Diary Day69 · Kindled Dream
material scarcity, spiritual hardship, health crisis, loss, struggle, lack of opportunities, scarce resources, estrangement
accepting help, getting through hardship, improving finances, climbing out of a low point, recovery, hope sprouting, even greater misfortune
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