It was noon and the sun shone bright. I was stupid enough to think that looking at the splendid glimmer through the glass wouldn't be as blinding. I was blinded. //caption// We've thought of measuring the distances. Haven't we, love? Light years would be too short, though and we couldn't really come up with anything close enough to our silences amidst the waging war. I had a mirror in front of me that day. I was in a desert. I could feel the sand slipping beneath my feet, but I stayed put. It took me Herculean effort, I promise you that. It was noon and the sun shone bright.
