Yup opening scene for the story I'm sort of writing..not much to say really. I had a better version but it seems to have been destroyed when my computer commited suicide *sigh*. So here's what's left.
A figure stands alone in the pouring rain. Letting the sweet pure water soak through her clothes, washing away the blood. The cool drops fall in sheets through the tainted night like so many falling stars. She turns her face to the heavens and closing her eyes, letting the water fall down. Washing away the pain, guilt, sorrow and remembering. Good god..How did I come to this?
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