Blue World

Blue world. The world between day and night, light and dark. Those moments before blackness when the world takes on an indigo hue. The concrete, the sky, the trees and cars all look like they are blue. Inside houses, the warm lighting begins, and people start arriving home from work, but outside, blue world continues.

If an alien arrove from another planet, what would they think of this alternate universe? And what would they make of the fact that no one seems to notice the transcendance from day to dusk, by blue way? There's something about blue world that promotes antisocial behaviour. It makes weary workers shiver and tuck grim faces down past their upturned coat collars. It makes people quicken their pace, and wish for home. Blue world permeates the city like a disease, sweeping the buildings, pushing the crowds home.

And then, darkness falls. Black world arrives.