opening in the dark dusty blue and dawn. You and he speak a silent language
It rose to a dove-gray afternoon, the color is slowly transformed into the grayish, off the train. The last sunlight of the short day level even with the clouds, who wanted to push vigorously to the fore. It was the calm before a storm, which made every step seem reasonable. She turned westward to the blaze at the sky, appear so because they would not want to miss. Who would win, the last sun rays or the first rain drops? Behind her were the hours of travel, before her meeting. She wrapped her gray shawl around and looked several times with her blue eyes in the known direction.
He had arrived in the first morning at the airport. The sky was still intact and it was apparent that the birds are enjoying their freedom. It was still night was when he got up, and now he was glad that he slowly embraced the light of day. He enjoyed watching the birds in the sky, as they drew their districts and their flights could be next. He was miserable, with its Bag in his hand and his hat on his head. It would be an ordeal. But he was ready. Deeply, he sucked the air into his tortured lungs before he boarded the plane that would take him to the old country.
She ran without their luggage through the old streets. She hoped that she would be admitted. The opening times were not familiar to her. She knew the system only from the time when it was still lived in it. As there was a now a lively, industrious and hard today. As the time flows still moving, the future is the present approached again and again and give birth through them and let fuel before it became the past. Now it was only the Review - a look back. Everything had become past, present and future long since died away out of reach. The indirect life had stopped, the system bared her walls for sightseeing purposes - for a small admission fee.
He fell asleep after the departure of the aircraft. Weird dreams penetrated his heart. He was dizzy. When he awoke he knew that he had received an important message. How could he remember what was it? Panic swept over him. He looked around and saw to the passengers. None of them had ever seen before. He had lost his sense of time and he did not know where he was. In this miserable Condition, which he pushed to its thoughtlessness, he closed his eyes again, to escape the past and the future in another dream.
you ... ... He
dusty blue and dawn.
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