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_Discharge_ is the best word for it. Now I see that it was actually like an electric discharge. The pulse of my last few days had been becoming dryer and dryer, more and more frequent, more intense.
The opposite poles had been drawing nearer and nearer and already I could hear the dry crackling; one millimeter more, and--an explosion! Then silence.