Situations in the an CIty
Perhaps you would be surprised to see the city so quiet in the night. There's no way you can find passing cars, young people holding hands along the sidewalks, or the mannequins lined up in shopfront shop windows. Everything seemed to disappear. The silence was poured into this city. What you meet in the daytime, you will not find again at night. The thing you're most likely to encounter is the thousand pairs of runes that seem to fill the whole city: old buildings, long streets of the city, even in every narrow alley in the city gap. Larons that appear every night without waiting for rain to come. The people of this city believe that night is created for silence, seeing all the beauty, and the rest, releasing all longing longing.
In the morning, you'll find something so different. The peace and joy seemed to wash away every corner of the city. The atmosphere you can not find in this city at night. So look at the town square, parks, cafes, even every gap in this city, you will find happiness spilling over, spilling over everywhere. Only one thing may surprise you: if you look carefully at the people of this town, almost all, blind!
Whereas before - at least I think it -, the city is like a deliberate deliberate not want to be dismissed. People are just busy crying with their eyes to represent the longing for their loved ones and have long gone. Just keep it up. No laughter, no joy, or even hymns that when read would be very reassuring. Just one thing they often do: crying until their eyes swell as proof of the longing for their beloved.
Everything has changed completely since the incident, the events that will soon and indeed will deliberately tell you.
Here is the beginning of all changes in this city created: as told by ancestors, the beginning of the universe is a creepy darkness. Then God made the sun and the moon the lantern of the universe. In the name of love was created then the first pair of humans from the full light, as well as all the angels who then placed Him in heaven. Boredom overwhelms the universe. Then the Lord re-decorate the sky with the cluster of stars as a new style and dusk that was originally like a golden scarf, complete with a caterpillar that emerged after the rain. And what we believe all along, like the story of our ancestors who finally reached our ears, someday an angel will come down to this city.
Sure enough, exactly a month ago suddenly the full light was pale. Some are slowly out of the moon and seemingly about to descend to earth, an angel with a pair of bluish wings stretching a similar incision on the night sky. The wing then disappeared off as his stepped foot stepped on the earth for the first time. He descended right on a rock stretching in the middle of the city's only bay.
The angel cried all night. The wistful moans that echoed throughout the city and it was heartbreaking. People began to wonder before finally the angel gave an answer: he was cursed by God and sent down to earth forever. Then the whole town was stirred. People began clustering to fill the edge of the bay to watch the piercing cries that really slashed feelings.
The story of the angel spreads so fast like the plague that plagues the whole city; in cafes, markets, roadside grocery stalls, even I estimate almost all the mouths of this city speak the same thing, about the angels that are sent down to earth because God cursed. And you may know this news as it is on television and in newspapers. But there are still many things you can not know because these townspeople agreed to forbid reporters from covering up the angel, even outsiders to see everything. That's one of the reasons I'm telling you this.
Here's what happened then, a few nights ago among the thousands of eyes that always watched her sobbing cries from the edge of the bay, the angel suddenly, unexpectedly, gouging her eyes! Someone dared to ask, the angel just replied, "In this way, I can see what you can not see with your eyes. I can see heaven again, see my prince I betrayed. "
"What if we do as you do, we can also meet our dead relatives?"
"Yes," the angel firmly replied.
Shoots loved, ulam arrived. Nor would you expect, as hypnotized as those men began to poke their spies with a row, or whatever they encountered around the bay. In fact, some run to their homes only to pick up objects that can be used to prying their eyes. Instantly the roar and moans filled the entire city. Fresh blood dripping everywhere. But it did not last long. The atmosphere then turned into the most reassuring silence. You may not believe it, like a cocoon, the springs that have fallen on the ground give birth to the corals with golden wings. As organized, the larons will fly in pairs like a pair of shimmering eyes. And just in the middle of the night, as commanded, the larons would fly in the air. Continues upward and more skyward until invisible in the distance.
I can only imagine the larons fly to heaven and meet their dead loved ones. And right. The next day, the whole city was filled with people with a gaping pair of burrows telling the same thing: seeing the beauty of heaven and meeting people they love. Not only that, they can actually see things they can not see before. So do not ask what you're hiding in your clothes pocket, what you're thinking, or whatever you think they can not answer for having no eyes. They will easily answer all of them without any one left. In fact, they can see a mole on your back that you might never know about it yourself.
Since then the life of this city is much different from before. Abide religious leaders - who are also blind - take on the next role. From every mosque, church, monastery, religious leaders calling for the same: to be grateful for all these pleasures by continuing to prevail better from day to day, so that not only can you see the beauty of heaven, but become the inhabitants of the future when the time comes.
Dare I guarantee you, in this town, you will not meet drunks walking lazily and snoring at the grocery store, the waiter waiting for the customers in the shadowy streets, or the burning places of worship for their warring adherents. Even recently I heard that the people of this city agreed to make a new monument in the middle of an angel-shaped city with a pair of glittering sparkling eyes, unlike your town that I heard from the wind, will also make a rod-shaped monument crawling up a storied building and a hand clasped with only a thumb lifted beside him.
And tonight as the new habits of this city: the angel is no longer crying, the silence of the city, the people prefer a comfortable thought in the house to prepare to watch the heavenly scenery with calm, until almost myself who enjoy the beautiful full moon in the bay is accompanied thousands of pairs of larons and nymphs who seemed to be preparing to enjoy what he was about to see.
Maybe I'll be the last person with a pair of full eyes in this town who could tell you everything. After this, I will also gouge my eyes so I can be like the others; watching the beauty of heaven, and most importantly seeing the thing I long for so long, whom I long for the whole of humanity: a justice
