To her, it was a miracle, as she had died and came back to the living. She saw her blinded glassy eyes with nothing behind but emptiness. She saw her corpse of a body carried by oh but the ghost of her man.
She saw them leave the living... It is a miracle they came back, scarred and hollowed... but they came back. Their wound still bleeds, but they came back...
With a deafening silence, they lit the candles... here and there, as if to burn the wound...
Silently she gave her a helping hand, and whispered in her ear... "oh Huda, the Ache of the Heart is but a lonely place... a serene, and safe place, albeit a lonely one... thank you for coming back..."
With a questioning look, of once empty eyes, she turned to worryingly ask "how do you know?!! You shouldn't know..."
With a smile but sad "I know, as I died then and there, and not sure I've ever come back".
