8.17.25: They Replaced the Sky
No one remembers when they replaced the sky. It just sort of happened one day. It was clearer, too blue, and never changed. You’d hear whispers—rumors that it was all a projection. People stared too long, waiting for glitches. Some swear they saw birds freeze midair, caught in a loop. But if you asked anyone official, they’d smile and say, “Don’t be ridiculous.” Then you’d get a new job offer in another district. Or disappear. Most people stopped looking up. Me? I keep watching. I’m not trying to escape. I just want to know who’s behind the screen.
