By all the saints, it’s the sky! Look at it up there, vast and blue and ancient! God, it’s massive! It blocks out the chasm of space! It holds the sun aloft! The stars are but pinpricks! The sky, the sky! It is glory! It is terror! If you feel as though your immense horror and/or religious fervour concerning the sky may overwhelm you, buy some fresh coriander and put it on top of your eyes! Quick! Hide yourself from that massive void up there above us all! Ahh! Our coriander is on sale! Find it beneath the ocean of the air! Find everything beneath the ocean of the air!

















