A bit of writing....

( I just wrote this. Don't know where it came from... but I can see it all clearly. I hope you enjoy.)

Rain soaked the pavement black. Kamion watched lights from passing cars sweep over the asphalt as if being sucked into a void. No reflection, just a river of shadow that swallowed the light. She always noticed times like that, when the streets weren’t just wet… they seemed to disappear into the storm. She tried to describe to her friends how beautiful it was, but none of them really believed her.

Walking through the steam of her own exhale, she tugged her scarf tighter and quickened her pace toward the club. The night smelled like lightning, but if it was out there….the city hid it from view.

‘Or maybe it disappeared beneath the streets, lighting up the sewers and electrifying the rainwater,’ she thought to herself.

‘…or maybe you just have an overactive imagination’, said an echo of her mother’s voice in her mind.

Kamion’s laugh stayed muffled beneath her scarf as she stepped off the curb and crossed the street. Those little barbs of wisdom came at unpredictable times, but what she said was true. Her imagination was off the charts. Then again, it also paid the bills…and then some. The reminder of which was still beneath her fingernails…half moons of indigo blue. Shoving her hands in her pockets, she moved through the glow of neon outside of the club, and passed by the bouncer with a nod and smile.

Lightning flashed high above the city, and glowed in the gutter below... just a step away from Kamion's heels.