The sky outside is so pale. Paler than my own dark skin. It is surprising, because the sun has set. There are clouds as well. Clouds that look so deep you can dive in them, and set your soul free. There is no more sun as i mentioned, but there is still light. Light never dies, you see. And now the sky is getting even paler, as I'm starting to get worried about my brown skin. This serene wind do not howl, it just hugs you, hugs you goodbye. And as the wind leaves you want another hug, but the sky is so so pale you can not see nothing. You are blinded by the light, and light never dies.
