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Everyone always sees her. They always say she's so beautiful, so dangerous, so unique. That’s why I’ve been in love with her since the moment she first struck. The people screamed that time, so I roared my applause to drown them out, so she wouldn’t hear their fear. She struck again, further away this time, and I followed her with a mighty clap. This has been our dance since the beginning of time, her bolting across the sky with me following to shower her in my affection. That’s our little game, ‘hide and seek’ as the people seem to call it. She curls within a cloud, biding her time until I find her. She then lets out a squeal and flashes away, with me following her like always. I guess the people might say she’s ‘playing hard to get,’ never letting me get close enough to love her properly, but I’ve seen the way she looks at me. The way her eyes get wide when she sees me. The way she backs away, getting ready to run away again, nearly begging me to follow, to chase after my beloved. I don’t know why she won’t let me hold her, I’ve been nothing but nice to her. I’ve loved her from the moment I first saw her and I know she loves me back.
I can’t stop hearing him. Even the people on the ground, the ones he can never even touch, call him scary, downright terrifying even. He won’t leave me alone. The first time I saw him, he scared me and I struck, I didn’t mean to, he was just so close. I frightened those poor people, but not nearly as he did. I watched as they paled when his booming claps echoed across the sky. I ran, I was so scared, but he kept following me. I couldn’t help it, I struck again, I didn’t mean to, I promise. He kept following me, drowning out my pleas for him to leave me alone with his claps. It’s been tens of thousands of years and he won’t leave me alone. I keep trying to hide in clouds, but he keeps checking every single cloud. I scream every time he finds me and lash out, doing everything I can to run away. He keeps laughing and saying that I should let him catch me so he can ‘properly love me,’ whatever that means. He says he loves me and that he knows I love him too. I don’t. I don’t love him. I don’t even know him. I just want him to leave me alone. I want him to stop hearing him. I’m so scared.