Soon Enough, Sadly Rain beats down daily as it has done for decades, for centuries, millennia. No one remembers trees, toppled ages ago, their muddy roots uprooted. Only coastlines remain: boulders, imagining themselves dissolved to stones, then sand. Sand, waiting to be washed away. —————[|||]————— Tuesday Twiglet # 316 ~¬† rain-beaten stones¬† ~ ———[||]———