Having completed my daily duties of catching and selling fish, I hastened home in search of my cherished wife.

I must confess to being quite the affectionate soul, and a very clingy woman.

As I traversed the tactile landscape of our wooden-clad abode, I called out in yearning, "My love? Where are you?" My sightless eyes peered into the abyss, seeking her presence in the comforting darkness.