Paul Bowles: The Sheltering Sky

The "sheltering sky" bit: Came out of nowhere. Almost nowhere. An interesting bit, but does it fit?;)

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HIS CRY WENT ON through the final image: the spots of raw bright blood on the earth. Blood on excrement. The supreme moment, high above the desert, when the two elements, blood and excrement, long kept apart, merge. A black star appears, a point of darkness in the night sky’s clarity. Point of darkness and gateway to repose. Reach out, pierce the fine fabric of the sheltering sky, take repose.

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