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By Derek Elkins
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Slowly, the rain stopped its staccato dance and reduced itself to a steady drumbeat, a monotonous thump on the window. It became the steady drip of blood as it traveled down His legs, gently reaching the tip of His bare feet and released itself into the air to thump on the ground below. With each gasping breath, more of His blood poured out, more of His lifeblood flowed from within to without. It traversed from the wounds in his crowned forehead, his pierced hands and his gaping side. Like the rain as it traveled down opposite ends of the window, it met on the journey down, doubled itself and moved faster to the feet and the jump into midair.
Just when I thought it could endure forever, the gently thumping sounds grew farther apart until silence reigned. But the tiny rivers continued to flow down the window pane as they washed the glassy surface gently. The rain had stopped its pouring, but the rivers continued, washing everything in their path and bringing purity once more to the glass.
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