‘Like gems being tumbled,’ I whisper to myself, the edge of the sob creasing my words. ‘Like gems being tumbled.’

At some point it just has to end, right? Right?! (ᵕ • ᴗ •)

First panel: reaching for a ball that says "finishing another edit".

Second panel: monster holding you back with text that says "still finding mistakes in the next edit"

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