I embraced the dark, cold theater. Feeling secure despite many people nearby. Tampering down excitement, the pictures came to life, real but yet not real; moving and talking in full colour. Then, I saw the sun rise in all her glory for the first time in a hundred and twenty years.
(Inspired by https://katmyrman.com/2018/05/15/twittering-tales-84-15-may-2018 with thanks).