Eclipse

Eclipse: an episode.

We looked out of the window. Suddenly, it had gone dark. As if we had awakened into a dream that was not our own. As if someone had slipped away from the world into shadow. There were some reflections in the window. A blue light. A pair of eyes. A line of light suggesting an open corridor: an exit perhaps from whence we came. 

The shadow of myself peering into the visceral shock of what we could see.

Outside, above the trees it was dark. Layers of cloud passed slowly from behind our building and, seemingly, behind a blanketed moon. It blinked like fevered eye as it passed, smudged in front of a forbidden sun.

We fell further into shadow. Shocked and silenced, slipping further into disbelief. The darkness increased, thick, intense, like an oil between the gaps of the world we knew creating a world we knew not.

Gradually one of the clouds ripped, torn into shreds by the sharp edges of a keen invisible wind. And became wings. Wings that seemed to scream and pull, multiplying into seconds of thousands as they streamed outwards weaving black lines of threads and nets across the  grey and steel of a sinking sky.

Catching the weeping darkness of an emptying moon.

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