185 | Wonderful, blissful silence
Wonderful, blissful silence.
Crisp, fresh air flowing around me.
Raindrops tapping steadily on the window.
Thunder rumbling through the sky.
Flashes. Rumbling. Flashes… Rumbling. Flashes…… Rumbling.
More silence.
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