It stops. Everything becomes nothing as the known world becomes dark, tense, wanting something to happen. Like a symphony. The moment after a codetta when everything becomes almost silent; the moment before an awaited sforzando of overwhelming power. The storm has arrived. Dragoknight 13:03, 6 January 2009 (UTC)
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