The clouds were this patchwork canopy, low, and moving quickly southeast, covering the entire sky and all light blue under the blazing moonlight. And when the moon was between clouds, it was this solid white beaming down, and when the clouds passed over it, it would dim a bit and there would be this prismatic halo all around with red on the outside, brightening to white on the inside.
The clouds and the air were moving all around, and the way the clouds were, it seemed like the entire sky was moving, and the motion of the earth under my feet was something to feel instead of imagine. There were these bare black trees behind me, swaying in the wind, branches rubbing and slapping against eachother like toneless wind chimes.
For a while after that I just kind of leaned and stared up and blinked very slowly, and felt like there was this ineffable romance in me and that I had all these intimacies to share but that noone in the world could understand.
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