Diana Mooncrown @mooncrown ?
active 6 months ago
A writing experiment about rain
PART 2: Make them feel it
The moment I stepped outside I could smell the promise of rain in the air. It was everywhere, this muffled freshness, making my heart jump. I looked up. The first drop hit my cheek. I felt it running down my chin, my neck, as I could not but smile at the sky.
I slowly breathed in and savoured the soft, cold drizzle on my face. My hair was wet already, my clothes getting there – but I didn’t care. The water was now drumming on my shoulders, my arms, my head, like thousands of little cold fingers. And it was getting heavier still. As I wandered through the empty streets, I felt like walking under a small waterfall. I could not distinguish between the rain and the water dripping from my clothes and hair. Small, icy rivers streaming down my face, my back, my chest. I shivered and laughed, jumped into puddles and spun around in a circle. It was just me and the rain. View
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