Sigh 2

‘Wonder at the sky’, the voice breathed.

The darkness receded. To be angry was a step away from death. To be irritated two. ‘Sky?!’, the seer croaked, His throat seizing. ‘That grey -‘ he was interrupted.

‘Life rains from there.

Its colours changes people. The sun, the moon, the stars gaze through it. Through it prayers are screamed and fists shaken. I love the sky.’

The seer realised that madness was finally his.

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