I saw the glimmer in her eyes fade and felt his body go numb. A moment before she was shouting, full of angst and energy. And now, nothing. To see it disappear like that made me hollow inside and gave me a dreadful insight into the fragility of life. I sat there with her body in my arms as the rain poured. I was cold and shivering as her body didn't give any more heat off either.

A beautiful old woman she was, wearing but some old rags and no shoes. I couldn't help but wonder what had led to this. What stuck out like a neon light in the dark of the night were the frames of her glasses which were probably from ivory or something very similar. They had this really beautiful pattern and a shine to them and were totally at odds with the rest of her attire. As I took them off I could immediately see that the world they filtered through was bright and colorful, although it was close to midnight. I naively put them on and what I saw changed my life for good. I couldn't bear it for more than a second, though, that overwhelming and powerful the sight was. It took my nearly a minute to see anything now, since the contrast between the scene it portrayed and the dark street with a few dim street lamps was just enormous. As I regained my sight I was totally blown away by what had just happened. I didn't even feel the hands on my shoulders or heard his voice asking me if everything was okay until he started shaking me. I told him she was dead.

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