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97 - это влажность
Судя по прогнозам, можно ожидать и большего
I open my mouth to the black skies and drink the oily rain. It flows down my throat like nectar, quenching my terrible thirst in the most satisfying way. It sits cool and comforting in my belly, and I drink down more of it.
I’ll never again be thirsty, I realize.
This isn’t the end of the world.
It’s the beginning.
My body trembles with hidden promise. I know I’ve got a place in this new world.
Towering things with shadow- bright wings descend to squat about me, staring with clusters of glazed eyes as
I crumple. Shiver. Evolve.
I raise my blossoming face to the storm and screech my joy across the face of the world.
His world.
Cthuuuuulhuuuuu.
Spreading black wings, I take to the sky