[Your eyes blurs for a moment, your vision jumping. The world recolors through amber lenses, painting it in harsh yellows, browns and golds, intensely sharp.
The rest happens all at once, one blending into the next, echoing with such a compounding escalation that some part of your mind just backs off, dimly aware of what is happening. The skin on fire, muscles reknitting, bones restructuring, it feels almost as if you are finally breaking out of your own skin and stepping out into something else...]
Re: Day 68, Late afternoon
could try
brace
[Your eyes blurs for a moment, your vision jumping. The world recolors through amber lenses, painting it in harsh yellows, browns and golds, intensely sharp.
The rest happens all at once, one blending into the next, echoing with such a compounding escalation that some part of your mind just backs off, dimly aware of what is happening. The skin on fire, muscles reknitting, bones restructuring, it feels almost as if you are finally breaking out of your own skin and stepping out into something else...]