I look up, and I feel one of those clots. I stagger. There is a brilliant light in the distance, to more than one kilometer from where I am; in the city, far away. The light bewilders an instant, until I look away from it. My eyes burn. I feel how the blood turns back to my head. It's refreshing.
I continue looking at the land, the black and humid lumps.
Until now I hadn't noticed the presence of the dew.
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