A solitary candle warms the room from the centre of the
dining table. The slowly opening door rushes air toward the flame. It bends
away in response, hesitates, then slowly gathers itself and leans inward,
anticipating the next breath. When it comes it is quiet, a long slow release of
air announces its approach in a small puff and the flame shudders at first.
Needing the breath of air and fearing it – at once life giving and life taking.
Breathe that is snatched away by him as he violently closes the door on
humanity.
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