When I walk in the dark, feeling things and measuring footsteps, I know how light defines the parameters of existence. The world is whatever light helps me to see. Whatever I can’t see does not exist.
Glowing, gleaming, flickering, blinding, soothing, illuminating – it is the context for all that I see and understand.
“Do you know me?”
I hear a deep, hushed voice from somewhere and a hand creeping up on my skin.
I scream, and the lights come on.
My husband is standing there laughing,
“Why are the lights switched off?”
“You just spoilt the essay I was writing.”
Creative Experiments and More 
I think I would have liked to read the rest of tha essay…
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I started out writing that, but got derailed 🙂
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It happens 😉
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🙂
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This is a great piece, Reena. I am not familar with the word Lambent.
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Sue has used it in her prompt. I’ve used the words which describe Lambent in the piece. Thank you, Roberta!
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