down the aisle she comes , arm in arm with her mother : mother in black , blackest of blackhanding her over to frak : father of all luminescence , not as to color but as to aura , what comes out forth from within him : brightnessa headdress cornered holding four blazing candles , a background altar festooned with ivory flowers and deeper arrays : rows and columns of flickering , fluttering candles , cascading waves of blood-tongues : all the most chaste of virgin wax : the room is thundering immaculatenessmomentarily , but not significantly , marred only by her presence : darlmsso she leaves , withdraws , slips : lets go of her daughters hand as if melting away , herself submerging , drowning for the third time down and under the water ... she is outside the roombeyond .