Rain- A Short Story

The clouds burst into droplets. The sky cries its loud moans, and the peacock danced in the forest. Stood this girl, cute, had a beautiful ponytail, walked in elegance, the rain poured on her, and she danced in it, like the peacock dances, laughed, her laugh was the most beautiful. her eyes see me, sitting in one corner looking at her. But she didn’t care. She danced, her cloth dripped from water, and she hips swayed, evoked passion in me, ignited, an…

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