The trees rubbed their

branches together

with a terrible screeching sound.

The birds moved blackly away.

Insects were silenced by the violence of the

outburst.

The smaller creatures began to sway.

Then the rain came and beat like glass

across the forest walls.

 

Death came to this world.

With not a provocation.

Death left this world free.

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