The beautiful black cloud slowly raced towards you,
forcing you accept fear.

Streaks of lightning folded through the sky,
dully flashing as they gently pounded the lake.

You silently scream as the parting sky surrounds you.
Its strength weakly overcomes you.

The wind spits nothingness in your face.
Your warm heart pumps out cold, fearful blood.

The rain dryly covers the sand,
loudly pattering the quiet ground.

Finally the never ending storm gives way.
You rejoice with fear.

You kept everything through the storm that takes all,
happy to accept fear.