AA: Episode Two
Since I was a boy, I was always fascinated with the weather. I remember playing cricket in the street after school on a hot summer’s afternoon, then suddenly feeling the relief of the cool change wash over me. The ants would scuttle frantically about, seeking shelter before the downpour.
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By Ivor Steven My wounded Dragon, stands so proud His misty eyes, looking up to the clouds Seeing graceful birds flying apart He feels a huge scar close to his heart My Dragon bows, and shakes his beastly head But his enormous tail feels like lead Flapping one wing, then
Thirteen years ago… The dance had not quite concluded when James guided Clara outside into the school grounds. She glanced up into the clear night sky, sparkles sprinkled across its surface. For a moment, she admired its infiniteness and how it witnessed the lives of individuals all around the world.