The voices return, and she questions how bad it could be.

What is there to life but change? it asks.

Nothing, she thinks.

And by everything in Celestia, she needs change. She needs more. She needs less. She needs-

She needs her life.

OR

part of my, as of yet, unpublished au, warped mirror. writing style is based off of stream-of-consciousness writing, so it may not always be coherent.