The weight of epiphany
To someone watching from the hill on the east side of the stadium, the commotion would only be characterized by a thick fog of smoke erupting from the bonfire on the street outside the place. They might also be able to hear the faint cries of a few people drowned by the chants of a larger group, but nothing more. They would feel the air of anger and rebellion but the image of a boy standing alongside a man with a long beard, faint trace...
