Whenever he and the clouds met, they got lost in thunder. Were it meant to be? After all, half- hearted sound clasps and frightening laughter had often flashed their hearts with moments of truth. Or was it two hostile forces struggling to encapsulate harmony? To all those who saw it would cease to exist, their houses burnt, and somewhere a little boy Jimmy told his mother he couldn’t love her anymore. Struggling to travel through time, he thought it wasn’t meant to be. How could it? And it rained.
LIGHT 