The night was calm.  Clarity woke up on the garden lawn which was damp.  The soil felt like clay under her body and the grass stuck to her skin.  She glanced up at sky and saw the stars glitter like tiny crystals on a navy velour sky.

                 It was the middle of a rainy summer.  Clarity would spend most her days playing.  She was particularly fond of watches and clocks.  She would spend all day searching for a watch and the rest of it disecting the insides studying each part with curiosity, wondering what they were, how they functioned, why did they exist?  It had begun as a fascination but flourished into an obsession.

             She was surprised tp find herself on the garden lawn tonight, "why am i here?" she thought.  Clarity thought she must run home as quickly as possible or she would be in trouble with her parents.  So she stood up carefully to run when a strong wind pushed her to the ground.  The trees swung around her in the strong breeze which made them appear much too humanlike, "They're dancing" she thought, "but not gracefully."

           "I agree!" spoke a man's voice behind her.  Clarity was stunned.  She remained sitting on the spot and tried her hardest not to think about anything.

           "It's just the trick of the light" he said.

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i got the title from 'heart in a cage' by the strokes.

updated Aug 22 by incesticide