January 17, 2011: “Eternal Dusk”
It’s as if daylight doesn’t exist. It is something akin to eternal dusk. As if that dream-like state between asleep and wakefulness had manifested itself in reality. A cool mist covers the ground as if dementors had taken up permanent residence in Scotland. The sun may peek through briefly, but the clouds will soon cover, allowing the world to spiral back to a surreal state again.
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