there is a storm brewing on the horizon....
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things here have been tense, to say the least. and about nothing in particular. yeah, we're still lovey dovey. but there is something there....beneath the surface.
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the sea starts to churn some....the foam doesn't seem to dissipate now. just ever present.....telling....of the imminent storm.
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words get exchanged. its cool in the room now. not because of the winter chill out the window. you can feel the tension. heavy, cumbersome. an uncomfortable hush, eerily quiet.....
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the water starts its rise. the sea has traded its pale blue hue for a darker, more ominous blue/black. the wind picks up, lashes hair about your face. step back from the water's edge....look up to the heavens.....
it's here.....
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