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The Skies Are Dying

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Bleeding.
The skies are bleeding.
I never noticed it, until they painted the horizon purple, vein-like blue. Somebody, somehow, must've ripped the sky's stomach open and now it's bleeding... to death. The skies are dying - slowly, confidently, elegantly evaporating into nothingness, into the void. The Heaven, the angels and God himself are melting and deliberately pouring unto our mortality, seeking absolution for their immortality... I have forgiven them long ago, the day I lost my faith

Now I can't seem to forgive them their mortality... 

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The skies are dying. Their blood is dripping from the trees, from the rooftops, gathering in small ponds on the pavement. They say it rains when angels are crying, but I say it rains when the skies are wounded, bleeding. Death is in the air. I can hear their screams tearing apart the monotonous drumming on my window. The skies are dying, and there is nothing much we can do; It's been raining for days, weeks now. It's raining.

And it will rain for a million years...


It was raining so I felt like writing something. The last line is a name of a song by "Porcupine Tree", the phrase was swinging in my mind and fitted in pretty nice so I thought I'd use it, only then I realised it was a name of a song :D

Edit 09.09.2013

Many thanks to :iconsilverinkblot: for giving this work a DLD!!!!


Mui Ne, Vietnam
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C-A-Harland's avatar
Such vivid images, I love how everything is both bold and subtle at the same time, in that the screams are lost in the sound of rain against the window, and that the skies are bleeding but you "never noticed it before". Wonderful work.