“Coinflip”
Shaped By Nature. Refined By Fire.
“Coinflip”
Nature Imagined.
Choices. Endless choices. My heart beats faster and faster, tripping over itself trying to keep up. What do I do? The images of what could be, flood my mind. An endless set of diverging paths lie before me, each one echoing a different outcome. My mental compass is spinning wildly, then stops abruptly, pointing perfectly straight up. Black or white. Good or bad. Right or wrong. I stand on a razors edge, and flip a coin. On to the next decision.
Nature Refined.