She was the rainstorms of ancient misery. Mother Nature crying. The world beating its fists against the stone wall.
He was exhaustion and hopelessness. The agony of a land that had been burning for too long.
When they kissed, the clouds parted and the sunlight tumbled into them. When they kissed, a host of sparrows took flight. When they kissed a meteor shower danced across the sky.
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