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fufarawOH and I are both very nearsighted. And while his night vision is far superior to mine, that doesn't much matter when everything you see is both fuzzy and *dark*. So we use nightlights, in order to not trip over that thing I forgot I left there before I turned out the lights. OH has been very fond of those phosphorescent green circles that glow at you in the dark like the spy eye of a room-sized computer on 1960s-era shows like The Outer Limits and Twilight Zone. Creepy, but harmless. Lately he decided he didn't like the green, so he switched it out for one of those faceted round "crystal" numbers that always remind me of Logan's Run. It was too bright, he said, so he took it back and exchanged it.
I got up to go to bed the other night, turned off all the lights and started down the long, dark hall, and stopped, taken aback. At the end of the hall, glowering ominously through the relentless dark, everywhere around the outlet where it was plugged in glowing with eldritch fire, was the Eye of Sauron.
A very short, Eye of Sauron, though. About a foot off the floor. Still, late at night in the dark? Huh.
I got up to go to bed the other night, turned off all the lights and started down the long, dark hall, and stopped, taken aback. At the end of the hall, glowering ominously through the relentless dark, everywhere around the outlet where it was plugged in glowing with eldritch fire, was the Eye of Sauron.
A very short, Eye of Sauron, though. About a foot off the floor. Still, late at night in the dark? Huh.
