~Layla~
That feeling when the skies turned dark, not because the sun set but because the clouds drew together in anticipation of a dark harmony; the rumble you waited for and the light show you knew was about to happen. It felt like that, only I couldn't see the sky. Not a single drop fell on the ground, and not even a hushed whisper rippled in the air.
I looked out the window at the barely lit little town they had built. My mouth was so close to the gas that with every breath, a layer of fog dimmed the view.
Everyone moved about their days, albeit much slower than before. They would glance up at the window where I was standing and watch me like you watch animals at a zoo. The children would point, and the parents would make sure that they didn't step to close.
My shoulders s
