enough to release it… for a while anyway. Just as the rain is a release of pressure, the wind taking it to a height where it just can’t remain in its current form and it falls to the ground.
A fall… a submission to a power beyond itself. That’s what she was to me.
He opens his eyes slowly… his vision still hasn’t adjusted to the dark yet.
What the hell? This is not good.
Even though he was looking forward to the darkness, and the cover it gave, but now, with each passing minute the fading light left him with less and less clarity.
I need to move fast, get to Frank before I can’t see anything at all!