I lay gazing up towards the sky that stretched out endlessly overhead the wind blew across the plains where I lay ruffling my hair as my eyes drifted across the heavens. Several clouds passed overhead, like islands they floated high above unrestrained by the ground. As the wind blew across my face once more I could pick up the tang of the sea air. The salty taste coated my lips, and it was as if I could hear the waves lapping at the shore, ah the ocean I thought as my mind began to wander. A smile and the deep, clear blue of the water as it stretched off into the horizon. A smile played on my lips they were the easy days unrestrained by the duties that age brought with it.
I sighed softly to myself. The white clouds began to grow thicker overhead as the sun was momentarily blocked casting my face into shadow, I continued to gaze skywards as a strange sound reached my ears.
Bababababababababa
Like the sound of a giant insects wings beating the sound echoed out across the plains as the clouds overhead were forcefully split apart by a large mass of
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Framed by the tall buildings to either side a single rectangle of blue could be seen, the occasional cloud drifted by carried by some far off wind to an unknown destination.
“So beautiful, the sky is so beautiful”, I knew not where these words had come from. But the sky where no coughing beggars, no piles of rubbish gathered, no stray dogs wandered, a place so pure so clear where the hierarchy of the ground may not reach appeared so beautiful to me. I want to fly too I want to soar through the air the young orphan cried in his heart. Paying no heed the Alstroemeria fighters flew on disappearing as the September sun streamed down on the tear stained face of the orphan a hand reaching out desperately towards the sky.
But that hand would never reach anything, that hand would never touch