There are no idle hands at work here… only idle minds. It is such a firm step, a leap, a dive off the highest pier. Just close your eyes… and jump. Don’t look back, don’t look down… How easy it is in fantasy, a place where the world is illuminated with bright edgy color and the razors clawing at your flesh are merely sweetly scented petals perfuming your skin. The jaws of fear have no place in the world of illumination. To be free… free to jump, free to take the next step, regardless of the consequences. It could have been a time to find love, to right wrongs, to understand oneself.

This was her final thought, as the pavement hurled towards her with undefined grace.