Drabble (100 words) written for an opening words prompt. Canon angst, rated G, all usual disclaimers apply.
Gloom
The light intruded on the den’s darkness through the window high on the eastern wall. Unwelcome morning sun pierced Jack’s blurry eyes like needles. Mouth dry, head hurting, he struggled to sit up, accidentally toppling his empty bottle.
Lureen was staring impassively from the doorway. In her silk-shimmering blouse, glittering jewelry and white-blond hair she embodied a bright winter’s day; - pale, cold and lifeless.
Jack squeezed his eyes firmly shut. The only light he wished for was gentle summer sunshine, reflected in warm brown eyes and glinting in golden curls. But that always proved as elusive as darkness at dawn.