# Anyway

If clouds were sharp-ridged mountains and mountains puffy clouds, those who expect you to be hard as a rock go straight through, making you dissipate and them needing the soft embrace hit a granite stone wall.

If water was as hot as fire and fire could freeze like water, life sure would be more interesting for the second before it’d turn to hell. If electricity could turn into the faces of beloved, magic would ensue. Oh wait… that’s right. Anyway.
