It was raining that day, I remember vividly. I had
finally mustered up the courage because I knew the rain would have shaved-off
every bit of it happening. It’s raining again, is it time for a new rebellion?
A new rebellion ?Interesting to know if it would be any different from the one the narrator is remembering or similar one?Loved this intriguing piece with unanswered questions:-)
So much unsaid. I really like the question in the last line.
ReplyDeleteSo much more to say ... Glad you liked it ! Thanks for reading ! :)
Deletememories are always so vivid. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteYes lost memories always find their way out ... Thanks for reading (:
DeleteOoh, what kind of rebellion? Almost sounds fun. Good read!
ReplyDeleteYea, may be now I should minor-detail it :) ... Thanks for stopping by and keep reading !
DeleteYes, time for a new one! Nice! (switching off captcha is easier on readers!)
ReplyDeleteThanks Euan !
DeleteRain as a harbinger of rebellion? I like that.
ReplyDeleteCombine rain and rebellion and you can imagine so much! Your imagination is quite unique. And this Trifecta writing challenge looks really good!
ReplyDeleteweighted!
ReplyDeleteLoving the open question at the end. I say go for it!
ReplyDeleteI'm curious about the rebellion. Much mischief afloat.
ReplyDeleteThat was a rambling on remembering rainy rebellions....:-)
ReplyDeleteIt's always time for a new rebellion!
ReplyDeleteA new rebellion ?Interesting to know if it would be any different from the one the narrator is remembering or similar one?Loved this intriguing piece with unanswered questions:-)
ReplyDeleteI like this one a lot - Rain and weather bringing out discontent.
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