Under Dark Shadows
Once described as the most beautiful woman in the world, her days were now spent watching re-runs of her old movies.
It wasn’t age that had led to a life of seclusion. Age had been kind to her. Heads still turning in the autumn of her years.
But now they turned for a different reason.
The stroke had come out of nowhere, disfiguring her facial features to the extent she recoiled at her reflection in the mirror.
Only under the dark shadows of night was she able to venture out. A star… beneath a starry sky. The moon… her spotlight.