Raseel.k (United States) published:
PROMPT: Water Drop
The thoughts come in the dead of night, a flurry downpour of rain following the sudden crack of thunder. It trickles down and sways the trees, guiding the wind to contort them and keep them elegantly alive. The moon rises after, clear and subject to the madness that lay before it, uncontrollable. And when the morning comes, the moon is and was tugging at the tides, shaping them to form a predictable series of morse code. Calming down and speeding...
about 2 years ago