It’s almost dusk. Again, time has come to play the melody. A strangely sad tune. That melody she used to play since she has known herself.
Herself, here, means more than what it usually does, you see. It also means "Her" for Dawn. Because Dawn could never totally be herself alone. Or alone in herself. There was always a Her within her, who she never could meet in daylight. If she could, even only once, oh so many things she would ask Her. And so intensely would she look at Her, that she never forgets again.
But not today. For today is another day like all other days. She will play Her melody, and then She will take over. It’s almost Dusk…
