Whumpee struggling to climb a long slope, injured, exhausted and in the pouring rain. Mud seeping and slipping under their fingers as they dig in, raindrops stinging in their eyes, teeth chattering, clothes wet and heavy, weighing them down…but they can’t give up. They don’t know if they’ll survive a night out here.
i love rainy weather. something about rainy grey skies just makes me want to create. this sounds metaphorical, but i mean it literally: when it’s dark and gloomy, it makes me inspired to put beautiful and creative things out in the world. plus, when the rain is drumming on the roof and you’re inside reading? with tea? simply immaculate.
Si pienso en ti, tengo ganas de invierno. Porque el calor que de verdad me gusta me lo da tu cuerpo. Por la excusa de taparnos con la misma manta. O de quedarnos en casa porque llueve y pasar la tarde juntos.