The sky suddenly darkened, and a powerful thunder rumbling throat plugged tap. A moment later it began to rain. Not quiet and dull, what happen in the fall, but a real, showers, spring. Young storm was approaching with giant strides; rain instantly soaked to the skin exultant crowd. No one had not occurred to curse so inappropriately razverzshiesya abyss. And no more than five minutes restless storm raced.
Frese first looked at the slowly lightening sea, and then the city. The sky had cleared, umylos and the city suddenly flashed orange, yellow, mustard, red spots roofs. Somehow immediately freshened up the surrounding mountains, has barely begun to dress in green. That collapsed gloomy walls of the theater, thought Frese, the stench soon erode, dissolve into the vast world. As if to confirm his thoughts, with the sea breeze blew, it smelled of salt and seaweed. Who has a good sense of smell, he is sure to sniff out the grace and allow it to disperse the heavy clouds of memories. And along with them, and cruel, dispassionate disease lurking in ambush and wait for another chance - who knows where, who knows when. Lurk and wait for blow, the movement of air to satisfy his evil and indifference, according to one driven her reasons.
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