And, for Rainbow? This...
Hope.
The darkness is unbearable. Broken by blinding flashes for just a second, then gone, back to an even greater darkness.
I stand at the window, quietly watching and listening to the constant hissing of the rain on the roof.
Every flash is followed by a deep, soul-crushing rumble. This is my life. Dark, terrifying, wishing for it to end.
But wait, a rainbow! A thing of beauty, sunlight breaking through the clouds of despair.
Perhaps there is hope, after all.






