Hi.
You know whenever you rub your feet on the carpet with socks on, reach for a doorknob, and feel that annoying shock running through your fingers?
Yeah, that's me.
Sometimes, I bite. Hard. You'll hate me for that - I'd know, I've received my fair share of swearing and insults, even if they aren't directed toward me.
But on the other hand, you might not even notice. That's what happens most of them time.
But I'm more than just that.
I'm what flies through the sky, flashing before your eyes. Sometimes, I strike something, blowing it to pieces, causing it to burst into flames.
You'll see me. Sometimes, I'll arc between two surfaces, briefly, and discreetly. You won't notice me then.
Other times, I'm the only the thing you see, blinding you, filling your vision.
I am both the biggest thing you've ever seen, and the smallest thing you'll ever see.
