#zesde

Oooh I love the colour of this, it’s an electric blue so bright that it jumps out of the page!The cracking sound of lightning as it zigzags its way across the sky like ink spreads when spilt. Someone who’s in it for the long haul, who has infinite patience. Water, and the way that it is absolutely indomitable, slowly wearing away everything in its path, from crumbling stone cliffs, to beaches to even the tiny stones that are swept into its tide.

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