The day grew darker and life grew stiller you could sense the extra weight just waiting to fall. The clouds hang over your head like the looming sense of pain in your chest.
The world changes and soon that all-too-familiar sound comes.. pit pat pit pat bloop bloop bloop.. the rain falls and you're left to contemplate on what to do.....
Some carry one with their normal lives; School, Work, Sleeping, Playing, Reading, or many other things we as humans choose or do not choose to do on this darker, wetter, day.. but why is it that when rain falls we feel different?
Why do most of us feel.. colder.. sadder.. tired.. and why do some feel brighter, happier, and more energetic? What does rain do when it falls? And why can it move us the way it does?
And what happens after it falls?
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After the rain falls.
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Art and short stories
FanfictionYeah, just some art land scape and sharp staby things mostly and short stories from other Fandoms as well as Original works I've made enjoy!
