Nov 20, 2025
Himmelsgrau
It has never been this calm before. A short piece on a childhood fear. Dark waves crash against the crisp sand beneath pairs of feet. It has never been this calm before. Airs still sufficient, hearing the hiss fade. The company is cosy, familiar. "Look up." A warm and certain voice. Weathered by experience and cracked by tales. "Look up. See." There is but a singular light in the night sky. "See. Shapes. Formations. Shadows arranged just so it smiles." Comforting. It watches

