Electric night. I see dark clouds and hot blue lightning. A moon
peeking from behind a tree. You can see the pinpoints of electric
activity. Your hair stands on end, because of the electric charge.
Everything
you touch shocks you. Trees catch fire and spreads until the whole
night is alive with activity and heat. The electricity spreads through
the muscles and into the eyes. They burn bright even when all the rest
is washed away. Electric night means intensity. Alive and unchallenged,
like the ocean, like the lightning.
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