Where red action may be part of processing redaction, can its resolution be had if the read action incites feelings of ire or shame?

What if ebullition popples like a fiery lava of emotion over Paige’s pages, with tear smears, then, tickling reader pink in the stead of a bloody bout of bawling?

When such moods shift from drag to dance, a moonwalker finds meaning in the story rather than the steps–for moments die, but movements on-live. ; )