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Through the skylight came a pure light, one that invited me to open my eyes all the wider. It gave the colours of the room a brighter glow, and conjured happy memories that hadn't visited me for a while. I stretched my hand upward, allowing the light to flow about my fingers as water does.

General

The large single skylight set into the corrugated asbestos roof above me, no longer lived up to its name, for the sheath of dust and cobwebs within, coupled with the layer of sun-baked bird mess without, made the sky no longer visible, and the diffused light which still filtered through, barely penetrated the gloom of the empty warehouse.

By albee, August 11, 2014.