Fleeting Play: Integrity

As dusk gathered and the shop lamps dimmed, she sat alone in the hall, warmth flowing through her chest like an embrace of spring sunlight. Thinking of the people she would meet tomorrow, and the things she would come to face, she felt, for the first time, that life itself could be joyful. It was as if withered trees met sudden rain, and she realized that time, after all, could be awaited.