copperings
I had to obey, he was standing there staring at me with piercing eyes. I signed as I picked up the letter on the side board, the cold thin materical welter in my hands.
"read it" he commanded. I obeyed and died that very night, of a broken heart. He was never seen again, and I turned cold in the ground.
The sky line shone in the distance as Marylin steeped out onto the beach. She looked at the flickering fire and the beautiful music bursting from the speakers, the People where everywhere. This is where she belonged.
The light was gone, all was dim. Not as dark as the towering night sky but close. This was what is wrong with dimness, it is not something recognisable, it is something in the middle, when is it actually dim, nobody knows. That's what makes dim so, scary.