AND SO IT ENDS || DOWNPOUR

ATBASH CIPHER

you're the cause, the antidote ,
the sinking ship that i could not let go !

Dry thunder and lightning was a thing that existed, Atbash knew, but when she felt the sprinkles of water reach her fur, followed quickly as the rain started to pour. Like Elsweyr, the savannah was crying out of relief and joy. The rain felt so much better than the dry heat. Her pelt was getting soaked but quite frankly, Atbash didn't care.

female f1 savannah | vassal [hp] of commune of tanglewood | "speaking" | thoughts | "telepathically speaking"

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