• Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.
• Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.
• Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.
• Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.
• Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.
• Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.
• Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.
• Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.
• Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.
• Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.
• Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.
• Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening
• Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.
• Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.
• Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.
• Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.
• Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.
• Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.
• Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.
• Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.
• Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.
• Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.
• Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.

arrowheads curve against her spine as her padded feet undress the sodden earth. a slight pause, and tendrils of moonlight catch against her pale hair. she is a wild thing, this daughter of the moon and the hunt, and she will not be tamed.