They appreciated the light all the more because it came only once a year, at a time when the darkness they lived in was at its most unforgiving and impenetrable. The faintest stirring first, and then something like a sound, and then an echo. And then, as though time were ready to begin all over again, a shaft of sunlight, thick with yellowness and fine particles of dust. This ray, growing brighter, let them know how dense the dark had been up until then.
