[Above, clouds like dyed cotton wool hang low, so low I feel I can reach out and squeeze the moisture from them.] The new rains will come down soon.


    — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, from Purple Hibiscus  (thanks, longlivethe-rose)

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