The Storm

Music poured through the sky, her wings beating the heavens’ wind. Her breathing pierced the empyrean; flying filled her heart. In her wake, thunder quaked.

It was her bleeding, her heart’s beating.

She cried in wonder, a melody; the gale her ghost, the storm’s threnody.

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