A rare tenebrosity engulfed the room around him,
Its weight crushing the very air he breathed.
nothing more than residual noise.
His focus inward.
The dancers around him made little to no impression,
their presence ethereal shadows.
He sat in that crowded vacuum,
contemplating memories of a life,
uncertain they ever were.
broken only by a hand,
reached out to him.
Pale and bright,
as rays of sunlight upon a frozen lake,
light itself emanated from it,
and has he looked up,
there she stood…