!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd"> pegasus horse cake.


as it starts pouring on you, the raindrops feel like tiny cold stabs on your eyes and cheeks, your clothes start to feel cool and clingy, you are fighting it, and try to run, it attacks you by surprise, an ambush; after some time, you give in, the raindrops once hostile are now caressing you, sliding from your forehead to the tip of your nose, to your upper lip, hesitant, ending up in your mouth, refreshing, all the strains on your face are washed away with its improvised cleansing; you turn the key, open the door, and step in to the artificial warmth of your home, and you feel like new in your soaking jeans.


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