The skies open releasing rain to quench the thirst of ever waiting plants and drown the strength of the everburning fire who ruled during the time that was the time of the drought. The peace of the first rain is short lived. Plants go from satisfied to drowned and where fires once overran raging rivers ran through for they rule during the time that is the time of the flood. How could the world change from one chaos to another just because of a weeping angel.
A Weeping Angel
September 1, 2007