He’d only seen lightning twice; once as a boy. He’d been so afraid of it then. In his mind they were a bad omen from his god.
Now the storm is back again, similar to how it had been in the past. Flashes of white followed by loud roars. The unease it gave him as a child was creeping up on him now. But there were no tears this time. Cenric stood in the middle of it all and glared at the heavens.
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and he sang about what i’d become - by Cenric - August 17, 2020, 07:36 PM
RE: and he sang about what i’d become - by Whitney - August 25, 2020, 11:23 AM
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