"It started out like the fragment of a dream, as the sleepers lay in their quiet beds.
A distant rumble, somewhere.
Waves breaking on the beaches, perhaps, white and pure like innocence.
Or, no, a far-off, languid roll of thunder, tripping through the high clouds beginning to part as the recently risen sun poked its warm, dependable rays along the soaring rims of Wai’anae and Ko’olau."
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