watch her:she is therain. watch as shecomes and goesat a whim,flittingthrough the atmosphere. she has themotion of someonewho knows:she's transient. taps at thewindow,light and playfuland clear. Thisis nothingsubstantial. (not even enoughof her presentto appeasethe gods) see her playjabbing the windowwithsuchtiny hands. this timeshe is substantialenough. enough toappease you,the gods,Whomevercrosses her path. now -watch.see her batterthe …
electrical storm
the world is supposed to be noisy, she knows this. knows it in the way rain patters over the roof and the ocean.
the deluge
she is the deluge, one you never see coming.
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