Eleven.

[steeltrap_mind]

 The summer rains have come again.

The sort that charge the air, sending invisible currents of energy twisting and spiraling through flesh, making hair stand on end. The feeling invigorates me. I cannot explain it.

They are of a strange nature, these storms. Not only do I know when they are coming, but it seems that it only rains when I want it to.

Comments

[cake_is_a_bang]

I HATE THE RAIN.

[steeltrap_mind]

How unfortunate.

[cake_is_a_bang]

Typical how you depressing people all love rain, yeah.

[steeltrap_mind]

I depress you.

[cake_is_a_bang]

You should smile more often, yeah. On second thought.. don't do that. It'd be creepy.