Chapter 08: Cities and the Sky 03

In this city, the sky goes blue sometimes and the air is clear. Blue is natural, blue is synonymous with peace. Sometimes, the sky goes yellow and the air is dense with dust. A city, a place for women and young girls that is sacred in the minds of the people of the desert. A place of winter but not summer. Just cold, wet slush and sunlight. Sky blue, just blue, clear blue.

The white stumps of sand are crumbling into shadow but the sky holds blue, clear blue, pure blue. Gazing at the sky, at the cold, clear sky, and the city that is waning in the far distance. How are things so slow? In the city, life becomes more complicated. Things, perhaps, become in a place like this. One for one, one for one. One for oneself, one for one, one for one, one for one. One for the sky, one for the city. Still one for one, but maybe not always so easy. Maybe not ever.

One for one.