Steps paced the dark wooden stage. The echoes of applause, from the darkness of the floor Filled the cool, dark air. A thin sliver of brightness Pierces the blackness of the air. No one hears. The brightness increases in intensity.
Silent brightness fills the hall.
Gilded columns, peeling and dull, Glittering green and gold as a draft Sets torn luxury of velvet swaying over the stage. Do not mock me and show me my broken body. Do not awaken me and rob me of my only solace, my memories.