Torrents of rain splash into a black sea.
Over and over again, the drops are absorbed and disappear.
Lost to time, as if they were never there.
A tiny grain of dust floats in a bleak, heat-ravaged desert.
A fierce wind forces it through the air relentlessly.
It drifts, never resting, disappearing into a sea of heat and sand.
A flake of snow tears forward in a freezing blizzard.
It smashes against forest trees and hills over and over again.
Following its brothers, it rides the screaming wind, fading into nothing. Lost.
A single person in an ocean of people.
Pushing, shoving, and being shoved.
One person lost in a multitude of flesh.
One soul stands its ground.
A soul held together by its courage.
One enduring soul not lost in the world around it.
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