corvi (corivax) wrote,
corvi
corivax

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a song of silver

A thunderstorm!
Lightning that coils snakelike, hot and silver, at the base of my spine. Claws of wind at throat and hair and kiss of rain cold upon my face.
When I arrive at my apartment, I am soaked to the knee from dancing in puddles, cupping my wings to the wind beneath the silverdark sky.
Wow.
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