A shift in perspective of 200 miles...New York to Boston, or London to Manchester...and the sky is a sea below.
It's a thin wispy layer, turbulent and active, thronged with the light of cities.
I've heard the atmosphere described to me as the skin on an apple; against the bulk of the earth and the breathless absence of space, it's thinner than you might think.
It's infinity is deceptive; it is far from neverending, and merely big things can change.
Especially as those orange lights spread and burn in the night.
It's infinity is deceptive; it is far from neverending, and merely big things can change.
Especially as those orange lights spread and burn in the night.
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