Through Pitch Black... 1.5An undulating oval ring1.5 hung above my head, bright and opalescent. It expanded and contracted 1.2as if it was breathing.1.5 Alive and beating just like a heart.2 A white moth appeared before my eyes1 telling me150 to pay close attention to...1.5...50 A large intricate web of glimmering silky strings —.5blues, greens, opal— Like veins, Exited my skin and rooted me to the earth..5 For what felt like minutes, 100A silver coin spun round and round without pause.