Raindrop & Steeljaw
Raindrop, ever notice how a storm can feel like a battle? The thunder rolls like a war drum, the wind howls like enemies, and the rain... well, it can be a kind of mercy, washing the battlefield clean. What do you think?
I do. The storm feels like a quiet war, each drop a tiny soldier cleaning the field after the fight. The thunder’s drum keeps the rhythm, the wind’s howl echoes the clash, and when the rain finally falls, it’s like a gentle surrender, washing everything away. It’s both fierce and tender, a reminder that even the fiercest battles can leave space for healing.
You hit the spot. Storms don’t care about drama, they just do their job. The world gets cleaned out, and if you’re lucky, you get a fresh start. That’s all the fight can give you.
Exactly, the storm just does what it does, wiping the dust. A fresh start is like a clean page, a quiet promise of new possibilities.