The bathroom at night.  Quite dry.

There’s a girl curled up in the bathtub.  Fast asleep.  The bathtub cradles her like a foetus in the amniotic sac.  Everything begins here, in this bathroom.

It is dark now.  Through the tiny windows the stars are faint, turned down – but the bathroom is filled with soft light.

Asleep in the bathtub, the girl glows quietly, like a star.