Vitrifaction Ambient 5 Story Index

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You try to walk in time, one two three one two three four, but your legs aren't right. They need to be fixed.
Something is pushing out from under your skin. Taking the ugly mess away, to iron it flat.
You don't have enough edges. You could fix that. Right now. Look; the glass is so sharp.
Don't let go of this. Cling tighter. No, tighter. If it breaks, the pieces will be prettier anyway.
Look how well it all fits together. Nice, neat lines. The curves are the best; a million little lines and a million again.
Stop moving. You're ruining it.
You can't cut well enough yet, but you're so close. Smaller and sharper and cleaner, all of it.
Every motion shaves you down, finer and finer and finer and finer and finer and finer.
It's so selfish of you to keep yourself this ugly whole, when you could be so many perfect pieces.
You have brought pain to this place of peace; the pain of being incorrect. It is awful of you. But you are forgiven.
Such a rare and beautiful blessing, you have been given. You are so grateful that you might cry, if you still needed that ugly function.
You've done so well! You've been so patient, while you are being fixed. This is why you were chosen for it. You deserve it.
Sleep now. It will be dreamless, and empty, as it always should have been.