Crystal, at the very end of Glorybound, by Jesse van Eerden, experiences a dramatic, O’Conner-esque epiphany. For ten years the silence that was Crystals existence had reached its breaking point. Crystal was “full to the brim with coarse lives, and she let them spill from her now” (216). Her silence, instead of elevating her to holiness, had dragged her down in other persons sins. She could not take it anymore and she had to let them go. At first the sounds came slowly, “It started like a newborn’s cry, testing the waters of sound” (218). After not speaking for ten years, Crystal struggled to recognize and find the sound of her own voice to be real. But, once she uttered her first words, the dam broke. The floodwaters of pain, suffering, anger,
