Scrap: Electricity
Alex stood in the valley, completely ignoring the rain pelting his fur. he planted his feet and focused, arms at his side, feeling the electricity surge to his paws.
Summer Rains
I rewrote my original story, new kid, and titled it summer rains. this is a complete rewrite. i've more than doubled the size from the original, added new scenes, and rewrote just about everything else. why did i do this?
Rhyme, Rhyme
But the rain they've yet to make. spells, spells. ring the bells! church says you will go to hell. words, words, all were heard! weather patterns? none observed.
Introduction: Abandoned
\*\*Author's Note\*\* Sooo, here's my first story in like 6 months. xD Sorry about the extended break. ^^ Just been going through a lot of things. Break up, irl problems, depression, blah blah blah. I thought I'd take the opportunity to simply vent in...
Showering in the Rain
rain poured in sheets as the ravenous day long storm continued. thunder seemed to be constantly rumbling as lightning flashed overhead with such frequency that there was almost no need for any light.
Speech 6. Rain
Wet and cold, and when it hits my face it sometimes reminds me someone is crying on top me, so i will stay out and soak in the rain, just so that the rain drops are not alone.
Clean Insomnia.txt
The rain beckons my dejection as it kept on pouring the day tiger left. it could be gods way of speaking to me, but religion has never struck a cord in me.
Rain
So long as rain was aloud down with much trepidation from lisa but soon grew to love rain just like tim and jason.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Fifty Six
To his great surprise, he found the rain continued. the worst of the storm had ebbed away, leaving only a steady, pouring rain.
Kobold Krafts (in the rain)
Such a thing would never have flown in the city, but out here… "a high trust society i guess… or the rain is keeping all the goobers in."
With Arms Wide Open Ch. 3
The screen split showing a tall german shepherd standing out in the rain. he speaks almost screaming into his microphone. "well jack, as you can see the rain fall is intense; we have about 40 mph winds.
My Immortal
**my immortal** jake stood solemnly, the slight rain pouring onto his fur, the otter not caring for a moment as he held a single white rose in his paw. his eyes stared, not at anything in particular, just blankly, steady.