Drops of water falling freely from the endless firmament above. Each flash of lighting brought back memories of past long forgotten; every crashing thunder roared its vehement disapproval of what I've become...what I currently am.
So very fast indeed...time has passed almost in a blur. I can still recall those gay times spent in the curtilage when the welkin, clear and azure, rang with our squeals of joy; our carefree happiness...where have they gone?
A smile manages its way onto an impassive face; rain being comfort and shelter all at once...rather ironic isn't it? Armies scattered asunder by storms when all claim to brave it; mighty empires brought to their knees by the forces of nature herself and sports events were rained out, but don't clouds have silver linings? It is that lining that provides sanctuary even in the darkest of times.
The rain is over now and I'm jolted from quiescence by Helios willing the sol over darkened skies, illuminating paths and walkways...but how much brighter can it shine in a world this bleak?
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