revelation

The cool morning light illuminates the pale curtains but is unable to reach the small, dark figure which kneels, as if frozen, by the window. A still hand holds up a tremulous chain, at the bottom of which hangs a strange pendant in the light. Two soft, unblinking eyes scrutinize this pendant, watching as it sways ever so gently in the bleak sunlight, willing it to lend its magic to her.

The curtains shift slightly in a chilling zephyr of wind, and for a second the light touches the girl’s outline.

The moment ends and the girl is once again surrounded by darkness.