/lit/ - Literature

> Eyes closed, we imagined our pain as a ball of white healing light floating around our feet and rising to our knees, our waist, our chest. Our chakras opening. The heart chakra. The head chakra.
>Chloe talked us into caves where we met our power animal. Mine was a penguin.
>Ice covered the floor of the cave, and the penguin said, slide. Without any effort, we slid through tunnels and galleries.
>Then it was time to hug.