[100 days of 100 words] 23/100

[kitchen_kink]

The sky is full of strange qualities. From inside the subway station, the air outside looks so thick that it seems it’s raining. But no: it’s just that the entire world has been given a warm grey wash with a furry paintbrush, and set atop a mighty hill, teetering to bluster at any moment with the fury of Thor.

Now the air crackles; now the breeze is teasing and light; now is not just the possibility but the certainty of sky-violence – but not yet. Not yet.

Like a creature of light waiting for the dawn, I await the first crash.

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[swansister.livejournal.com]

Your postings are like little jewels glinting with bright light and colored beauty.

Yum,

Swan