Rainfall Histoires

This short story is Relacion's attempt at storytelling as he narrates the ups and down of his life while trying to fix Nom's relation. copyright©shrijanasubba2014

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Short story about a beautiful, unforgettable and remarkable time I had in the rain.

rough draft

A young teenage priestess lived in a temple at the west side of china. But chaos strunk and her temple was attacked by barbarian's. She had to run away with the rainfall and find out the secrets of herself and family.

This is a non-real story. meaning it is not real. any scenery or chapters of this story is the dream of the writer.

ON THE PROCESS OF REVISION One day, I met a girl in the waiting shed.

#misskissey #blurrylaneofmemories

He kicks them out. She can't let them in. He has dreams. She has hopes. He has a terrible past. She has a ruined future. They offer him sympathy and her, pity. So similar, but worlds apart. And last, but not least- They had never heard the words "I love you". But they finally understood what they meant when they met each other. .......... Eve and Elijah have a past. A past that means so much to both of them. They just don't remember whom they shared that it with. So, when they meet again, all they can think of each other with, is hate. They had met during the beginning of pain. Their future starts with two completely people. Torn apart, piece by piece. Can they put down their defenses and see who actually lies behind the mask? Even if they have to do what, so long ago, they each promised to never come near. Can they find light in the most horrible darkness they have ever faced? *cover by @more-like-reyna*

A near fail relationship brings two people closer together out in the pouring rain

'Bloody anarchist,' the guard said through her teeth as she walked away. Shay smiled. She liked that word. It was not an insult to her. In her cell, Shay plots her escape from prison with a deck of cards that might just tell the future if she plays the game right. (Entry for "This or That #1" by the antiheroesgalore and action Wattpad profiles).

A boring day with the rain

My vagrant edition- which doesn't remain only in one genre but constantly redirects from funny to romantic or fictional to non fictional, philosophical etc. so basically, it belongs to nowhere and is, therefore, referred to as vagrant.

(Originally written May 2013)

As rain droplets start forming through the glass of the bus, holding a bouquet of Gardenias sit a man with a suitcase beside the seat. It was late into the night, perhaps midnight and there he spotted a colleague of his. They barely talked and only exchanged hellos when working late or passing hallways. Dream sat silently holding a bouquet of Gardenias before he pulled the bus, coming outside to the damp atmosphere. The colleague that sat outside the bus station, sitting on the small bench notices him and Dream comes standing over him. The colleague was George. They sat next to each other on a cold rainy day, late in the night. Story made by XiaKou ( With No Reposts ) Originally made on ao3

If you ever wondered why people are quiet it's becuase they save themselves for a person they love,can trust with all their heart,and won't betray them.

Rain is beautiful, the joyful tears from the sky...

He went by "Sails." She went by "Rainfall."