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Heavy chains pressed unwanted thoughts to the corners of her dark mind while massive thorn bushes grew towering over her head, sharp trendils reaching out to snap at her feet. The ground was thick with black tar that sucked of her legs, hoping to drag her down into the self-deprecation assuredly waiting below. Beyond are selves that line the dark walls, adored with glasss jars and fluttering colors trapped within. White, green, and gold. Red, black, and blue. Emotions she didn’t want to feel.

A massive vault stood at the far end leaking golden liquid, like blood in the water. Secret feelings that she couldn’t allow herself to feel nor show. It was easier this way, ensuring that her emotions took physical shapes rather than having to deal with inner demons.