She never came out at night. The evenings were an abode for the rest. Her dreams had been dampened with the sights of a fortyear. There was no denial left anymore. The results of which were a broken spirit. Next time would be different. But for now, the long-awaited days of compensation were dissolving in the wish of an eye. For tonight would not be the night where her questions would be answered while struggling in her dreams - thru a veil.