A deep breath was heard in the room as Night raised Her dark curtain. Her embroidery - the twinkling stars lit the windy, winter sky faintly. The shadows fell upon the closed, flickering eyelids of the girl who was holding a pillow in her lap as she sat cross-legged on the worn mattress. The memories waved in, the incense burned away and her mantra took her further down while a car passing by blew a horn outside.