Sep 13, 2018
There is a change in the light.
The girl sleeps on undisturbed in her peculiar cradle. HER EYES ARE STILL CLOSED.
A strange shaft of many-coloured light descends, alighting on the hard ground. It seems to bend the very air around it, and the noises of before cease. It is like everything is holding its breath, for the moment.
There is a sense that, whatever the object may be, nothing like it has ever come to this place before.