It rained that day. The snow melted and padded the land for the rain. Slush and grime. And then cold, a damned sudden drop. Thick and cold and frozen. And then snow, a layer light and beautiful, a winter mask.
They couldn't see, they didn't know. They felt as though this day had come before. And indeed it had, and it would again. Were they prepared? No. What did they learn? Nothing. The glass and metal twisted and broke, the clothes were black. Tears froze midstream down each cheek. Flowers, and flowers, and flowers. The same thing.
They couldn't see, they didn't know. They felt as though this day had come before. And indeed it had, and it would again. Were they prepared? No. What did they learn? Nothing. The glass and metal twisted and broke, the clothes were black. Tears froze midstream down each cheek. Flowers, and flowers, and flowers. The same thing.
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