DAWN
The fetid black smoke curled and spread convulsively on the gusts of wind. Dawn was boiling with intense red rage and then boiling with relief. Scattered, faint drops of rain fell and everything they touched sizzled with satisfaction, like redemption.
The whole world collided with itself, twisting and breaking from the outside in and from the inside out. The moon approached the earth in a way that had never been seen before, not even in the remotest times when our ancestors admired it from outside the caves. Violent waves covered the peaks and mountains of the great coastal cities. The Statue of Liberty was bathed in water up to her waist and Christ the Redeemer stretched out its arms, intrepid and at the same time compassionate, over the domains that the indomitable waters reached.