With the second flash of light, she experienced joy. She did not know it as joy, but knew she both feared it and wanted more. Also, after became between, which she struggled with, because it felt similar. 

Two befores. Two afters. Before and after combine with a second before and after becoming between. Her mind tickled with alertness and impatience, which turned to anger. I want light! I need light!

When more light failed to arrive, she felt a heavy pain, a sadness, her eyes broke and water leaked out, running in streams down her face. And water from the sky fell down upon her.



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