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[rivetingly]

They put the rain in boxes and labeled them blue. The sun in little glass balls with yellow.

It's changing. The sky is shattering. Crackle pop, crackle pop. Shooting holes through the top. Burn me up, burn it up, make it stop.

Comments

[lostwings_kir]

It is raining where you are, cutie? It's hailing here! Glad I ain't flyin' around in this stuff! (Can't believe I'm sayin' that.)

[lostwings_kir]

Heh. Some days, I wonder.

Seriously, though. Where on that crazy little map are you located?

[rivetingly]

M4 ...I need Simon.

[lostwings_kir]

M4, M4... that's not too far away. I could take the train.