It was a dark and stormy night in the Tropic of Cancer. Drop. The sea was a swirl of water and rain and prayers. Rain. Hard. Like ice. Falling. Drop. Lightening filled the horizon. Flash. More Lightening. Flash. Flash. Flash. All around. Flash. Can’t see. Drenched. Crash. The waves are giants made of blue glass....
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