There will come soft rain
Updated: 1/14/2021
There will come soft rain

Storyboard Text

  • The morning house lay empty. The clock ticked on, repeating and repeating its sounds into the emptiness.
  • Tick tock
  • Tick tock
  • The dog ran upstairs, hysterically yelping to each door, at last realizing, as the house realized, that only silence was here.
  • The fire burned on the stone hearth. The empty chairs faced each other between the silent walls, and the music played.
  • The wind blew. A falling tree bough crashed through the kitchen window. Cleaning solvent, bottled, shattered over the stove. The room was ablaze in an instant!
  • But the fire was clever. It had sent flames outside the house,up through the attic to the pumps there. An explosion!
  • Within the wall, a last voice said, over and over again and again, even as the sun rose to shine upon the heaped rubble and steam. Dawn showed faintly in the east. Among the ruins, one wall stood alone..