Say Anthing
Once upon a time -- a rain drop no bigger than a tear floated up within the warm upward whirlwind of fate. Up above in this mist of heaven, the little rain drop rose in the rising anticipation of feeling something else. In the essence of the little raindrop, there pulsed a nothing as deep as its diameter and as vibrant and silky from every radial possibility, all for a destiny. All for the hope of one moment making that pulsing nothing into something worth the little raindrop's mass. And as the warm pulling and pushing becomes cold, the heaven's ceiling becomes a biting encompassing movement the core of the little raindrop lets overcome it... freezing from the outside in and becoming an orb of happiness, spreading and expanding under the duress of the chill. Then it begins to fall... to spiral, spin, and plummet down into the abyss of mist below. A snowflake. That's the end of this once upon a time.
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