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The Lightning overhead crashes and gives effect to her brother, Thunder, who booms in protection over her, and power over us.
The Rain pounds down on this life we call Earth, and tries to wash away our wrong.
The Clouds are opaque and purple. Their cousin, Lightning, dance in the fluffy pillows. Their sister Rain, still falling Anxiously.
Below Chaotic Sky lies a city. A flash neon purple light flares it out. Then…Nothing. All is Black excepting the reunion Nature above. The Nature below sings in Triumph.
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