Event

Flock after flock of seagulls have passed over their heads, hot, sand-laden winds have raged over their remote land. Scrap iron upon scrap iron they pounded on their bodies. Imprisoned were the particles in the wind: the departed, forgotten. Kindred particles particle by particle drew close to one another in the prison they fused together became intertwined stayed together through the passing of the ages, without them, far from them. They became intertwined stayed together face to face with the heavy locks: they became diamonds...