It hung like a mostly closed eye leaned against the world. The fog and clouds blurred its lamp so the light barely filtered through. The giant, for it surely belonged to the like, must have dozed and currently existed in that shadow realm between waking and sleeping. Gauging the size of the monster on its eye alone I prayed it would return to its dreams, and that those dreams would be peaceful or else the world would be in trouble. Then again, no matter how long it slept, it would wake eventually.