Containment

Containment

On the 157th night of coviding, the sapphire white lightning cracks the ocean waves ecstatic, you search for the chant of rain pellets that often accompanies the tempest- but there is none, this storm, she dances alone. Her talon reaches across the parched cobalt sky....

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