She sits on the lawn, naked…alone. Incongruous, even in an asylum like this.
Face upwards, declaiming into the rays of a star.
- The ashes of heaven are falling, she says - The ashes of heaven are around us.
I do not understand her. I am out of my depth. Her words are a dare as bare as she is.
She turns to me. Black eyes.
- Look into the sun and tell me there is no more eternity.