He screamed against the wicked world until his lungs
breathed fire. His eyes flooded with torrents of tears until the rivers and
streams of his land overflowed. He cried out in despair until his breath
created tornadoes that whipped across the fields. Hundreds died and thousands
were left broken in the anguish he suffered.
He had lost her, lost her forever, and his heart could not
bear each beat it took without her. Nothing could change something so final and
absolute. There was no life without her.
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