Opening paragraph from "The book of Two" Comments please :)
Rain lashed down like razorblades pelting the tarmac road with force that drove the years of grime out of the small cracks in the imperfect surface generating rivers of rainbowed oils to smash into greys of dirt. Paint flakes were stipped from their resting place on the century old rotting wood facade of a once imposing family home now fallen from its historic glory into a dilapidated and haunting picture that played with the imagination disturbingly. The front porch had all but collapsed across the double front doors and a stretch of balcony left hanging by years of neglect. It crashed now onto the overgrown front garden, dominated by aggressive vines and weeds,under the deluge and weight of the water hurtling from the turmoil of the enraged blackness above. On a night like this one could believe Heaven had fallen to it's immortal foe.
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