The pure light falling endlessly like rain by Himring  

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The pure light falling endlessly like rain


I kept writing the Aldudenie for a long time.
I began composing it during the Unlight. If you have not experienced that—it was so soon after the Death of the Trees, but already it was impossible to remember them. I could not imagine the heat of Laurelin or see the light dripping from her branches, whether I opened my eyes or closed them. The first version was desperate conjuration.
I composed it again, when the Unlight receded and the memories of light clawed their way back.
I composed it again when Arien showed me how much I had forgotten.


Chapter End Notes

The prompt was:

not even the heat of your blood, nor the pure / light falling endlessly from you, like rain, / could stay in my memory there / or comfort me then.
(From: Galway Kinnell, The Comfort of Darkness)

The title is taken from this.

100 words in MS Word


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