I have eyes. A face. Me. Between. Light. Anger. Darkness.
She sat in a veil of nothing. She wondered if she only dreamt the light, an illusion. Dream?Woman? Nothing? Something?
A strange sing song ringing sounded in her head and sounded like, “hahahaha.”
“What?” she asked.
“You want too much,” the voice answered.
“I want everything!”she responded. “How could I not?”