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« on: March 11, 2019, 05:42:37 PM »

Ominous clouds fill the skyline, so tall that they touch the heavens themselves.  As if big, puffy cumulus clouds were filled with raging hate and anger.  At first, an eery silence.  Even the animals knows what's coming.  Horses stand out in a field, too old and stubborn to be bothered with the upcoming tempest.  White hot stripes of lightning erupt from the clouds, the deafening sound like a starting gun, the horses taking off across the field.  What are they running from?  An aluminum ping on the roof starts off slow, but then increase in intensity.  A bombardment of ice, spheres of wonder and pain smash against the ground.  I can barely see the sky when I look up.  A green and black blender becomes visible, swirling everywhere.  I want to reach up and touch it, this spectacle of nature.  A dark wind blows, the plants and trees bowing in respect.  The sound is deafening.  
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