She ensconced herself in her chair,
unaware of what was going on outside.
She flipped through the pages,
of "The Bridge Across Forever".
She was humming a tune,
oh, what was it?
A song of love,
'Sacrifice' by Elton John.
The execrable power cut,
out of nowhere.
The tube light seemed to glow,
in the fair darkness; she sighed.
She lived like a funny apparition,
not afraid of light,
but loathing the sun.
Hence all the curtains on the windows were drawn.
She walked up to the window,
and pulled the curtains.
The blood-like light of the evening,
touched her eyes.
She didn't block the light.
She let it mix with her sclera,
the white of her eye,
and become orange.
She was drinking with her sight,
all that she could.
She was extracting all the powers,
stupefied, there she stood.
She looked at the sun,
never taking her eyes off.
She had a fit of reminiscence,
what was she feeling, omniscience?
She knew everything,
had the power to do everything.
She could go anywhere she wanted to.
A tear formed at the corner of her eye.
She stared at the sun, without blinking....
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