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Rain crackles on the sidewalks As the thunder bellows and roars. Cars hiss by on the wet streets As fallen leaves soar. Lightning flashes in the clouds As the trees dance in the wind. Chills and goosebumps rise on my arms As the cold rain hits my skin. Birds sing in their havens As rivers form in the parking lot. Blades of grass flinch and twitch  As they are pelted by raindrops. Cars sweat and weep buckets As they are left out in the stormy weather. Puddles form in the mud As raindrops splash ripples in them together. The scent of asphalt and rain Fills the cool, humid air As God’s rain calms my restless soul And washes away my despair.

Micro Story: The Onion Pixie

The Onion Pixie

I came across a strange pixie who was selling blue onions by Caramel Street. She told me that the onions were 25 cents each and that they were magical onions. I asked her what the onions could do, and she said they could turn people into dogs. When I asked her why on earth pixies would grow onions that turned people into dogs, she looked at me like I was crazy and asked why I wouldn’t want to be a dog. I replied that I preferred to be human and she said “Fine. Would you like these magenta onions that can turn people into cats?”

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