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Merlin100's Prompt #2: Rain.
MaelstromThe sky rips open, rain pouring down in silvery sheets. Gusts of wind grasp like seeking hands, wrenching trees and stones from the earth, digging great furrows like the footprints of lumbering giants. Merlin is lost to view, a small flickering figure at the heart of the storm. The air between them is
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