Could have sworn it was judgement day

On the longest day of the year, the sky over Scotland looked down.

It looked across the landscape, the highlands, the lochs, the lowlands, and the central belt and it's waters; it felt the heart of it's people being torn apart.

The question should not have been. "Should Scotland Be An Independent Country", it should have been "Should there be a referendum to consider the independence of Scotland".

The sky considered the argument and deciding there was no answer which would make anyone happy, pulled sad face as the sun disappeared.





And that, was my last word on the subject