The morning sun rose with it's usual uniqueness. If one could watch the sunrise at a beach, he would swear that the sun sets inside the rivers. That it has a family there and every morning, he rises like every normal human being and goes to work. To cast light upon men. It was beautiful.
Lily brushed the sleep off her eyes. She yawned wildly like one who has not eaten for the past one month. Her sight was blurry at first, and as it cleared, she could see an image. An image of an old woman who doesn't know how to be old and remain old, an image of Old Bloom. Her sight cleared.
Old Bloom smiled broadly at her. In her hands, was a tray of coffee. "It would help you" she said as she handed it over to Lily.
"Thank you" Lily smiled back at her. She took a sip. The coffee was hot and had a tongue burning capacity. But it was good for the morning as Old Bloom said. It was refreshing. She took another sip.
