October 9th

Written By Ninn S
Digital painting of a quiet grey sky, a featureless blur of shades of grey with long, smooth clouds creating ripples over the lower tier of the frame. A flock of black birds is flying in the distance.

We report in unmoving dampness: the clouds are low, an opaque mass that has absorbed the entirety of the sky. With the clouds closer to the top of our head, we move around the world a little more gingerly, like we have a duty not to disturb the repose of the sky lake.

Ninn S
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