This photo turned out pretty, a melodica mirage. The first blink, seen through blurry eyes.
TEXT: Lying on her back, on the floor of the conservatory, the young girls eyes were only half open. It made the bright colours fuzz and intensify. The sun was hot on her face. She lay lazy, like a cat. Her bones were warmed through, and her limbs were soft and uncontrollable. When she closed her eyes, she could see orange veins. Bright orange, like the sun was shining through cracks in her lids.