Everything Falling

The prodigal blogger returns! I pledge no oaths that I will gain the promised consistency, as life is still entirely crazy on every level – but now that Twelfth Night has come to an end (oh, such a bittersweet moment for us all!), I am attempting to set aside time to continue my Extreme Flash Fiction series. When production photos are released, I intend to devote a post to the play, the fabulous cast, and the amazing experience it was, but for now, I pray you are content with the next installment of this personal writing challenge of mine.

Skies turn dark. The wind chimes sing, the glass panes rattle at every violent gust. A screen door slaps the outer wall with constant, rusty, shuddering thuds. Thunder peels like a big bass drum. Crystalline drops patter, louder, louder, growing, pounding. Jagged whiteness shatters the shroud, slicing, shredding my darkness, there and gone again, but the rain keeps falling… everything is falling. 

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