superfly
I am in large embarrassment. I am located in a broad, flat field. The sky is darkly blue, and with clouds filled. I do not know, where I am, but I am not fearful. There is a windmill at the distance. I begin to run after the windmill. But suddenly the sky openings up and a large howling wind begins. Rain drops sting my face and which I cannot see no more. I run faster, mean head covering, after security. I am successful and take protection inside. I sleep and steige I the next mornings. The rain had stopped and the field was full from lives, from lives!