Joie de vivre! How They, She and the Sun, Faced Each Other. How revealing! And truth be told, if anyone could, for a moment, perceive what lay bare then they would have been so jealous of the sun for its super power to gleam anyone like that.

Just like that, every monumental glimpse of our final days evaporates from trod soil into a cloud of memories, recollected only from time to time.

 Seven Words

"Gluttony was my only sin", he said.

 a cat--not a dog--named sirius

The night porter, stationed at the reception desk, which now serves as the watch tower in the dim of the hum-saturated lobby, picks up one of the pens and starts to graze the memo sheets with it. The moon in waxing, so too the lone hotel worker's mind, whose thoughts become illuminated as he improves his handwriting.