Alas! What is this I see out my window!? A faint hint of blue mingled amongst the gray heavens. What madness is this? I once heard legends of a great orb that floated amongst azure skies. In the deepest months of winter his magnificent light transmormed fields of snow into shining gold and verily in the most arid months of summer did his baleful gaze beat down upon our fair Earth. But alas, this great Thing is but a legend spoken in hushed tones, and nothing more. Forsooth, our sky’s color is that of ash from the hearth and never has this legendary orb of the heavens been seen. Mourn my friends for this legend of bygone days and weep that thy children shall never behold his majesty save for in their dreams.