The night was clear and still; the reflection of the stars began to settle into the water; it was as if we were floating in the sky.
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Peter fell asleep at the table, his head in his arms. Sometime in the night, the power was restored. The Anglepoise leaned over him, like a surgeon, like a nurse, like a mother, and held him in a pool of light.