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Le encantaba la lluvia. Mojarse le recordaba esa historia algo salvaje que vivió en otra vida.

She woke up with a jerk. She was in a hospital gown lying under the annoying florescent lights that come with every hospital room. Panicking, she tried to move, but her limbs wouldn't comply. She felt a hand press on her forehead and calm her down. "Where am I?"

Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron - and this is where we start crying...again [GIF]

.where the anarchists used to live

Bonjourrr, les amis ! This Sunday may have come with sunshine or rain where you live, here is sunny but cold, so I get a bit of both worlds. With the window closed I can pretend it's summer :) How is this Sunday treating you? Write in the comments below what would be your answer in a conversation. I'll start: C'est un jour calme, pas de bruit, et beaucoup de soleil. When you are ready to take your next step towards mastering a real French conversation, get your copy of the Crash Course

He dropped to his knees and screamed to the sky, because all was lost. His blood poured. His bones ached. All was lost. The sky grew darker than it had ever been before, threatening to drown the kingdom in rain. All was lost and here he was, shackled and alone in a place where the sun no longer reached. {Sophie Jones}

Cien // ✝ @elusiveashes ✝

A civilisation builds over and through the bones of a big creature. Perhaps they worship it, or maybe it's just a convenient building material for them with no spiritual significance. Could be a large bonfire inside lighting the structure, creating an ash rain and leaving deposits on the ground where footsteps show.

"For I am Nightmare: where I fly, Terror and rain stand in the sky" - Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Some Things Are Dark