Silence.
"Hey, Harry?" she called back.
So take your bow, Blair. The world’s a stage, and for now, you own the lights.
She walked to center stage. The spotlight was off, but she knew where the "special" would hit her—a piercing beam of white light in a sea of blue gloom. She stood there, looking out at the void where four hundred faces would soon sit.
Silence.
"Hey, Harry?" she called back.
So take your bow, Blair. The world’s a stage, and for now, you own the lights. blair williams all the world's a stage
She walked to center stage. The spotlight was off, but she knew where the "special" would hit her—a piercing beam of white light in a sea of blue gloom. She stood there, looking out at the void where four hundred faces would soon sit. Silence