Light shone through her eyelids, her skin pleasantly warm. Holly smiled, opened her eyes – the sun momentarily blinding.

Two blonde girls darted like butterflies, laughing, racing; one short as Holly, the other tall; Lili, Juliet. Peas in a pod.

In too many ways. Holly looked away.

But she brightened. The meadow smelled sweet. A stream tinkled nearby. So peaceful...

Peace. Holly'd almost forgotten what that was.

A thud. Another peal of laughter. Holly looked, vision flashing. On the grass, the girls lay tickling. They didn't see Holly.

Holly wanted to want everything to last.

They were all blind just now.