Changing chains

Previously

…They looked down at their hands, no longer seeing the instruments of their own confinement, but the tools of their own creation. They were capable. They were worthy. They were, finally, truly, themselves. The journey was far from over, for the Open Sky was not a destination but a continuous state of being, an infinite horizon. But now, the Unbound Soul walked towards it not with trepidation, but with a heart that sang a silent, joyous song of liberation. The air was clean, the path was clear, and the only voice they heard was the gentle, loving murmur of their own unfolding soul.