Dog-end

She sat in a half-dark room with elegant decoration around. Twilight was going away to welcome darkness. A golden light spectrum from sunset was on her beautiful face. A cigarette was held by long and thin fore finger and middle one. The two fingers softly lifted the cigarette up to red lips. When the amber holder touched the lips, a spot light from the other side became brighter. She was inhaling and enjoying tobacco. She could feel the smoke absorbing into every single cell of her gorgeous body.