REBIRTH

Her aura, once elegantly Yellow, had been tainted by the same energy sources she had unfortunately been around; The Blues. Her spirit no longer represented the warmth of the sun and had transferred into what she now recognizes as the dark night of the soul. Everything that she was not and everyone who's ever hurt her so deeply has led her into a spiral loop of her own personal hell.

A room so dark and dim was the only comfort she had, until a small light began to flicker. Transformation, change, and rebirth from ones old cocoon reminded her that hope does indeed exist. As the Yellow butterfly gracefully touched her fingertips she then awakened herself from her own mental torture.

Her old self was finally dying during ego death, as a new shimmering soul was reborn. Just as it was always meant to.