The ceiling light still illuminated the windowless office, but it was dim and flickered at strobe-like intervals. Brilliant sunlight shines amid infinite hues of white, the clouds ruffling in ripples as if it were some divine wedding dress. Massive amounts of wind are both music and the dance-floor for the clouds... vagrant, white and puffy as they are - playing and teasing with other clouds and moving freely in the sky as if they own freedom itself.
“Yet I wondered why at times they cry with fierce and sonorous thunder," he muttered under his breath.
“Pft what the f is the wedding dress, I am thinking. Huh sunny day today,” Helios smirk while looking at the glass window, today was the day of his decision and as he blinks his eyes, Seven was already siting at the couch which nearly giv
