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Narrative: Rain and Rust

2023-01-27 00:50:21

Raya sat in her backyard and drew a cloud in the ground at the tip of his father's knife. She is not going to accept it, she is not going to hurt herself or someone else, but she looks beautiful and shining on his dressing table, she needs something like this . Raya drew it according to her mother's pictures and stories, never seen a real cloud. She made a fluffy round heart shaped lattice and the other made a slender thin slender shape like a spider's nest. The red dirt stabbed it deep into the earth with a knife.

A thick cloud hangs, reducing the burden of water. Rain poured on the roof of the building, and the water caught loudly on the rusty tin. A small stream of water flows out of the eaves and is gathered in an underground puddle. After the sudden lightning bolt opened the sky, thunder continued from the walls of the surrounding gorges. In the distance you can hear the faint trembling of the engine, and as it gets closer, the sound grows bigger and bigger. When the jeep strikes a narrow corner of the mountain road, the headlight penetrates the gray rain curtain. I stopped in front of the building. The engine died, and the two people wearing hooded rain left the car. They walked slowly to the building

In winter, the fields are ridiculous and dry leaves blown in a cold wind and blowing in the hill of Dharma; in the summer the soil of red rust lasts long at high temperature. As it rains, when it rains with constant rainfall each year the river bulges. On the other side there is a steep slope where ancient rocks stand on ancient lands. A high and naked tree made the land cluttered. So far, corrupt officials have not found unused forests, and contractors are not using chain saws to descend to destroy the sacred tree of Munda. Because the river can not spill over far embankment, it breaks through the embankment facing our colony. In the middle of the monsoon this land will flood and the flood will often collapse on the walls of our colonies. Suddenly when the rain stops, the sky will be fine and the water will fade away.