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A show of nature's force; rain falling on a field. |
| Pouring down from a somber sky, like bullets upon the battlefield the rain pounds the land once dry, as does a drummer marching in the field. Hitting like hammers, consistent concussions, the rain bathes creature and creation alike, nothing can stop this constant percussion of beats dropping into sight. Gloomy be this torrent but the sun comes and banishes the tempest; Thus ends the flooding dissipation. |