The sunlight shone and dispersed in the room. Vera's eyelids fluttered slightly and then opened.
She breathed in the air of a new day... Her body still felt uncomfortable, but her current mood seemed good.
When she sat up and stretched herself hard, she saw a small black card on the edge of the pillow.
It was playing-card size, like the one used by her to play card tricks.
Vera frowned, she didn't remember ever customizing such a prop... but she didn't pay any more attention to it.
She got through another night of the full moon, which was good enough for her to be happy for over one month, until the next night of full moon arrived.
So her fingers gripped the black card, and threw it out subconsciously, as if it were a playing card--- It flew out, stopped when it hit the wall; and slid down the wall. Finally, it became one of the many items in this room.
