We make men without chests and expect of them virtue... We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst.
--C.S. Lewis

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Mood

The sky was gray this morning, yet a light shone on the world and the colors of spring were vibrant. The sun shone for a while, then the clouds darkened. In the distance, thunder's speech was deep and solemn. The clouds cried a little, but with no relief; the sky is still troubled.

The darkness persists.

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