Clouds of gray start gathering throughout the sky. At fast pace, they connect together. Hearing quiet, unsteady drumming of the power of the storm. During which, the sky turns absolute black. Wind hammers against the bark of the ancient 12 foot maple, while the leaves of the trees collide together to create the sound of the mice. The drumming rapidly changes, as it comes closer to the shore of land, while the waves crash with the roar of a lion. Suddenly, lights flash across the darkened sky, as it was faster than the speed of light. Not just once did it flash, nor twice, but a million times.
March 20, 2009