Extract #1
The sky was dark. The sky was always dark, to some degree, but this time it was darker than usual. The clouds had returned, thicker and lower than they had previously. They’d come in from the south east, gathering above and seemingly lowering as they combined. They came in so slowly that nobody noticed the change, and besides, the darkness against the dark sky was hardly perceptible at the best of times.
Nobody could remember when the sky was anything brighter than a deep grey. Sometimes it was a little red, other times almost navy blue, but never brighter. Once it was, the stories would tell, but how it was different was impossible to describe. The stars and the sun didn’t even have meanings, it was so long since living eyes had seen them.
