It rained today.

The puddles are gone now, but the sky still hovers charcoal grey and low, almost protective, and a wind is stirring through the trees. Thunder is growling somewhere, like a deep aching. The world outisde is electric. It's beautiful. And we've been promised more, the next few days. Thunder and lightening. The cold.

So beautiful.

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In other news, I've decided that Muse it the ultimate band of Bellatrix's soul. It's almost as if they wrote every song with a knowledge of her inner torments, her deepest desires, her trauma, her weakest moments and greatest triumphs. It's kind of scary. Really, really scary, in fact.

Her most fitting songs (so far): New Born, Butterflies and Hurricanes, Microcuts, Take a Bow, Showbiz, Escape, and Uno.

While their slurred, dischordant, nearly screamo-ish sound might've been an initial turn off for me regarding Muse (I kind of like it now... it's very spacey [:), they write BEAUTIFUL lyrics. They're absolutely gorgeous, and while their mostly negative stuff is really pretty, their few songs about happiness (which are really, really happy...) are even prettier. But it can get really depressing listening to them. So bah. :P