Chapter 15 - The Storm

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The Storm

The rain is plummeting down to earth.

In silver, icy sheets.

Rattling the window panes like violent savage fleets.

We've come to wage a war!

Their pounding easily implies.

The storm against humans rain falling widely, an insult flies.

We've won!

They cried for all to hear they shake my feeble door for this a storm that none can ignore.

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