Thunder (Patreon)

"There will be thunder then. Remember me.

Say: ‘She asked for storms.’ This entire

World will be the colour of crimson stone,

And your heart, as then, will turn to fire.

That day, in Moscow, a true prophecy,

When for the last time I say goodbye,

Soaring to the heavens I longed to see,

Leaving my shadow here in the sky."

Anna Ajmátova