"And even though.. whenever I close my eyes I still see that knife, or that pack of wolves.. I still have some sort of peace. It's a peace because I've been on the other side of life. /Death/. And I'm no longer scared of that. You don't know what death holds. That is a fear, and you need to accept it. Don't let it have power over your life. It's gonna be okay. Breathe. It's okay to not be fine. You have to wake up and live with the fact that.. shit happens, okay? People get hurt, they cry, they kiss, they drink, whatever. That's life. And life is a gift." Darcy speaks with intention, and humbleness.
She smiles.
She is at peace.
Even if she's traumatized.
Even if her Mom is dead.
Even if she was attacked by wolves.
Even if she was stubborn, and got into a death duel.
Even if she WAS dead for half an hour.
Even if nothing is okay.
She accepts it.
