Loaded leaden clouds stack the sky, watching gloomily as the western wind whips waves of grass into a silky frenzy in the moments before the deluge, before the land and sea and sky open up in a soul-rending cry as the world quakes and convulses, heaves and buckles, trembles and dies.
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Suddenly they all died. The end. 
You’re really getting the hang of this. That was great.
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Thanks! I do rather like this one. 🙂
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I have to say somewhere that I love your blog’s title. Brilliant.
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Aww, thank you! 😀 ❤
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You’re most welcome, especially when one considers the number of stories that would be improved by such a turn of events.
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I’ve written a few of those myself. They’re fun. 🙂
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They most certainly are! I was contemplating a trip down a similar lane for my next blog entry.
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