cataclysm.

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his bliss was like wildfire to drop out of sight as he eyed her back, waiting for it to fade before his eyes.

the cold wind passed by and he hugged himself, blaming his head on forgetting to bring a sweater.

he looked up the sky and noticed there were no stars yet the moon's illumination bestowed light to his face.

he closed his eyes while his head held high as something drops to his cheeks and rolled down his neck.

and the drops continuously came until he was forced to wake up and was about to run to the nearest safe place when a silhouette appeared.

the once bright in the day still glowing till the night. he wondered for a second if it was the one giving the moon the beauty tonight.

he looked up at her who was smiling, close mouthed. she asked him if he want to find a dry place and only a nod he answered.

and while walking he fidgets, silence hurting his ears but then was paid off when he heard her softly speak

"the absence of stars predicts it's going to rain just like the presence of rainbow showing the rain going away."

he looked at her and asked,

"how about the presence of the sun at night? what does it says?"

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