Rain.
Rain can mean two things to me.
One is water. Water that falls from the sky. It's a beautiful thing, honestly. The way the raindrops gather together in clouds and then fall later, as if the sky is sobbing in emotional pain. The way the tears of the sky can birth beautiful things, like flowers and trees and vines.
The other one... was my best friend.
Rain. Well, his name was Rainbow. But I called him Rain.
Was. Called.
I have to say past-tense things now.
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a void of emotions (A Steve Saga fanfiction)
FanfictionAfter Rainbow Steve's death, Sabre no longer needs an excuse to be alive. So he uses what's left of his will to live to make things right. Because that's what Sabre does, helps people.
