"The rain spits out lightning and the thunder breaks wind. You've lost count how many times it has rained since your untimely demise. Either the monsoons have come early or the universe is shedding tears for you and your silly little life. Today, the tears fall thick as globs of ink, diving from clouds onto the heads of the meek." - The Seven Moons of Maali Almeida, Shehan Karunatilaka

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