I stare out into the darkness, my eyes reaching great distances beyond the nearest window. I look at the moon, and I look at the stars, trailing the constellations with my eyes. My body curls tighter, my hands trembling, my lips curling into a bitter frown. My fingers and toes are numb—no, everything is numb. I do not have control anymore, I cannot do anything to stop her… so I lie there, and I feel her wrath flourish within me. I’ve learned to embrace it.
