But Kayleigh went forth from the House, and the light of her eyes was quenched, and it seemed to her people that she had become cold and grey as nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Then she said farewell to Trump, and to her employees, and to all whom she had loved; and she went out from the city of D.C. and passed away to the land of binders, and dwelt there alone under the fading trees until winter came.