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Partials and Playing

A seed from forever ago.

The StormChilde watched. His family, those scared, wretched people
who brought him into this world cried, and screamed.
Though all one heard was the howl of the wind, and all one
could feel was the scorching lash of the dry storm.

As the first whips of lightening struck his tormentors outstreached
hand, the StormChilde smiled.  When the screams reached his ears,
he broke out in laughter.  Mocking, manic laughter was carried throughout
the village, turning their saviour and protector into the villiage’s
worst nightmare.