The Eye is Watching

The eye was there, always watching, since the beginning of time. It moved but didn't blink. Only disappearing during a storm. It was as if they lived inside a pretty glass orb belonging to a wizard who had nothing better do to but to observe. Some of them got used to it. Others worshiped the god from the sky. A few tried to reach the horizon and scare the intruder away. Maybe they found a way out. Maybe they just never came back...