Her body was shaking, her skin was changing, her heart was beating fast, she thought she was going to die from all that madness. Her mind was full of images and words, she felt she couldn’t manage all those things happening. She knew, she couldn’t find the right medicine to make everything feel lighter, to make everything smoother. It was insane. She couldn’t even cry, the tears were not enough, she had tried them before. It didn’t matter anymore, the wings were coming out from her back. That kind of change can’t be smooth, that can’t be painless. She was there waiting for her metamorphosis happening.