𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚 ◦◈◦ 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐬.

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺

You'd always been told the sky was beautiful.

Many had difficulties describing it, saying it was a stretch of baby blue across the vista, others describing it as a vast expanse of a void filled with inky streaks of various shades of azure, littered by puffs of pale clouds. Sometimes, it was a deep, dark blue that bordered black, tiny specks of shining light spread throughout called stars. Other times, it was clear, nothing but an even stroke of pale cerulean waved by a painter filling up the horizon with color.

The sky sounded marvelous, like you would be able to reach into it, fingertips grazing the wisps of the ghostly clouds that would vanish as soon as you tightened your grip, escaping and leaking through the gaps to slither back to their home among the great big expanse above the earth. Each cloud would giggle, interweaving and playful with one another, and the coat of pastel was their playground.

The playground shifted, but was always infinite; it never once wavered, or disappeared. No matter how many clouds, or how windy, or if there were a storm brewing, the sky does not disappear, except from sight. It will always be there, it's indestructible, yet so delicate. Delicate in the sense that, what truly is the sky? Is it not a layer of gas, of air so fragile that it dissolves into nothingness as soon as the pull of gravity becomes insignificant enough for it to escape as well? Slowly trickling until the sky morphs into the emptiness of space, and the emptiness of space morphs into a dreamland of possibilities to explore.

Among those possibilities, those numerous phenomena too confusing to comprehend, were the stars. Oh, how gorgeous the stars seemed from the descriptions provided by your peers. They were often used in romance, which you found amusing. To call your lover a shining star was deemed sweet, albeit the latter being a ball of burning gas. In a way, though, you did understand; everlasting fire. That's what the stars are, they're an immortal heat and light that would never falter among their millions of years of existence, but could only be appreciated from a distance.

However, if the stars were so gorgeous, why didn't the sun get the same praise? Was it that, when approached, these pits of infinite flames were displeasing to the eyes? You could affirm that people warned you not to stare directly into the sun for extended periods of time, for that would damage your eyes, but you did nothing except laugh heartily and tell them that their advice was appreciated.

While it was appreciated, it wasn't necessarily always respected. Could anyone really blame you, though? All you wanted to do was feel the warmth of day pound your skin as you gazed at the sky, that beautiful sky. And in the middle of it would lay the sun, the star of the show. The blinding sphere that was always flickering, miniature storms raging across its surface in reality, yet it looked so calm, so serene from your perspective, and that of the rest of the planet.

Why were you trembling? Your fingertips had gone out and in front of you, unsurely, and started to inch upwards. Slowly; if you approached the sky too quickly, you might get too close and it would burn you, and you couldn't have that. So, your shaking hands rose.

The breeze was calming today, faint whispering howls spread out through your surroundings. You could feel it tickle and playfully dance around your fingers, laughing happily, since the wind was going to play with their friends the clouds in their favorite playground. They wove over and under each finger, and you used the steady stream the focus on ceasing the shaking.

You would touch the sun, just a little bit further.

Once your arm had extended entirely, there was still no sun, no beauty, no heat as you'd been described. Oddly, it was the exact same as it was before you reached out.

You sprung up onto the tips of your toes, certain that this elevation should be enough to touch it, now. Yet, you still found nothing.

The sky really was as empty as you were told.

And it surely wouldn't cease to be so; since no one had ever filled the sky before. They'd tried multiple times, the four corners of the world rallying together to attempt to fill the empty canvas with colorful kites, but even then, the sky was simply too vast to get clogged up by the floating diamonds. 

You found it calming and alarming at the same time.

If it isn't something, then what is the sky? It can't only be oxygen, or else you'd be breathing sky and have it flowing into your lungs at all moments. No, the sky was not a physical matter.

Was it a place? At a certain height, did you reach the sky? Did that mean, if you managed to ride an airplane and open the window no matter what everyone told you, you'd be touching the sky? If that was the case, all you would need is to figure out at what height the sky starts, then build yourself a tower that reached all the way, so that you, too, could play with the clouds and the wind among the playground.

However, no one gave you a consistent answer. Some said it was "too high for you to understand", others said the sky cannot be found at a certain height.

What is the sky?

In your opinion, after lots of sleepless nights pondering over it, the sky was not an object, nor was it a place.

It's an idea.

It's an idea that, if you want it to be, the sky can indeed be inhaled in lungfuls. Or it could be inside your very hand right now. The sky, simply said, is the sky.

It's not like anything else anyone had ever seen before.

You wished that, someday, you'd get the chance to see it, to live it. In your mind, the sky was something different for everyone. For you, it was like patchwork.

The world, the globe, it's a tapestry that never stays the same. All you would need to do is find out where the line that separates the world from the sky would be, and sit there. Find a place among the stitches and make a home where you would stay forever.

Maybe, if that happened, you would finally figure out what the sky is.

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A/N: um??? someone tell me why there are barely any geto fics out there????? anyways, this contains manga spoilers for volume 0 and the schools days arc!