this is just to say

[seirei]

walking home from work tonight, the rain was so fine that I could only see it falling through the umbrella-shaped patches of air lit by the streetlights. the drops were so numerous and delicate that I didn't feel each impact, but instead walked in a fine, misty gauze. the umbrellas seemed like blasphemy.

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totally.

[soldier]

God should smite all the umbrellas in one quick little firework on orgasmic evenings like that, and leave the ashes simmering on the ground for just a second, to illuminate the silky drops steadily colliding with the ground.