By this time, the young boy’s vision had cleared and granted him full sight. He could watch the shifting of shadows and the pull of light and know exactly what it was. He could see the individual hairs atop his mother’s head, creamy and beautiful like sunwashed sand.
Antigone was nestled in the sunlight, basking so that his body soaked its warmth and retained it. He could feel his eyelids growing heavy near the mouth of their family den. His sisters were probably inside, maybe eating to build more strength. The boy lifted his dark red head and gazed back into the darkness of their sleeping quarters. A small yawn broke his features.
Antigone was nestled in the sunlight, basking so that his body soaked its warmth and retained it. He could feel his eyelids growing heavy near the mouth of their family den. His sisters were probably inside, maybe eating to build more strength. The boy lifted his dark red head and gazed back into the darkness of their sleeping quarters. A small yawn broke his features.
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