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At first you could see the sun
smothered in clouds,
vomiting the shapes ,the shadows
with the presence of the red fire
to indicate the event.
We were silent watchers
of the event taking place
but we were astonished by the sight.

A dark hand was showing a way
as it burst out of the sun.
The way the reptile was about to follow.
On the other side was the genie, elder, great
while the graceful unicorn was just emerging from the flames.
And the sun never ceased to vomit.
We could see far, at the aged walls.
From white flames were they made,
flames that indicated the borders.
But they were moving, closing in.
they were all moving, all closing in.

As time passed we could see the shapes altering.
The hand started to fade,
the reptile shifted into a whale.
The genie shaped into a fox staring at us
and the unicorn finally became a raging bull.
The walls were still closing in as you could see
everything starting to age
and the sun never ceased to vomit.

At the time we decided to leave,
a last look at the man with wings
who was spectating the scenery.

On the way back at a road clothed with trees
we were drifted by the strong air
but we laughed, like children playing.

Now caged by the brick walls
we just look out of the window
sad, silent, wishing to fly away like birds...