The puppies chase the pigeon that cannot fly. The generator will hum and bump at some hours of day and night. The slice of moon hangs sideways in the sky. 

Drop the bails from above.

The wind acts as cinematographer bouncing around branches of trees, large and small leaves playing with light. Light coming through the high-ceilinged windows. Light coming into your eyes.

You are standing in the large open space of the textile factory. You are standing with the etchings on blue.