Eclipsed shadow moved within limbus of unirrigated region . . . resting like heavy doom upon the atmosphere. Aggression from mingling darkness, proves sudden and startling . . . lobes pinned upon crown of ivory threads. Vice locked in open 'bawl'. Glittering orbs sparkle with malice, for intruding bruja . . . domineering figure uncooperative.

"What causes such an intrusion?"

Minnion towers dwelled heavily atop grey visage . . . announcing quelling disapproval of vagabond femme. His domain was his own, solitude, isolation . . . all were familiar to him. All caused their own type of healing yet all scarred him further.

He had never met the dawn only because of his daughter . . . his attachment to life.