A Haibun
When the fire dies out, she rises, picks up her torn wedding dress from the floor and puts it on inside out. She turns and meets his indifferent gaze. For a moment, silence darkens the room. Finally, she runs out through the back door.
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She puts on the dress inside out and meets his indifferent gaze. But who is the bride penetrating the winter sky? the sun or the moon? Original imagery!