“The Vigilant Sisters”
Every day, day upon day, the sisters kept vigil. Sometimes they watched together. Sometimes one watched while the other bathed or ate or slept or received a gentleman caller. Every year, year upon year, they remained on guard, observed everything from the sitting room of their high house at the center of the universe. They never failed us.
Once they napped together. Briefly. Minutes, really. But that’s all it took for something to unravel to nothing.
We don’t remember those minutes. No one can. But we feel them, the nothing in our souls where the wicked seeps in.
Nothing really to add here. They are sisters. They keep reality in place by watching it all the time, everywhere. When they don’t, something bad happens. I’m certainly glad they’ve never failed us!
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(Updated to clean up the photo, photo credit, and kill dead links on August 13, 2018)