A Writer’s Fury

The storm of words hit after days of a depressing lull. Too much sleep became no sleep at all. A few hundred hit the blankness, but seemed like unimportant drops of rain. She tried to stop but could not. It hurt to think everything could stop soon. Every detail whirled around her head until it came out in a gust. Twenty four hours later, the storm died leaving in its aftermath, 6000 telling words.

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