More longer friend see that sky?

“They say that-” she began, before being interrupted.

“Who says? he asked.

She did not say. She only pointed.

In the direction she pointed, an army could be seen. Which is to say that it was a very large army, encompassing the totality of the word “direction”. A reasonable reader might assume that there would be other things, and that the appointed thing would be distinct from these objects by virtue of being pointed at. This would make sense, and thus the narrative could continue without interruption, the general idea having been successfully conveyed.

It does not make sense for something to occupy and embody an abstract notion. Yet that is the only way to describe it.

“They say” she began again, before being interrupted by his flabbergasted face.

As the angelic army took flight, he found himself agreeing.