The blinding light came upon her view with a silhouette that acted as a shade, blocking the harsh brightness that met her gaze. She stared with a look of admiration, then felt a tingling sensation—the caress so gentle that any other paled in comparison.
Her voice was never audible nor did her actions materialize.
A while of uncertainty was followed by sheer darkness, and the figure that was her mere sense of comfort... was no longer present.
Without an inkling of idea about how long it has been, she regained her vision—finally able to see the light once more. Although this time, there was no sign of the shadow in front of her—leaving her to pray for whoever it was... To return.
—End—