THE STORM

 

The storm is approaching the shore.

I can feel the dampness in the air.

Mist spraying against my face.

Strands of hair lifting in the wind.

Rumble of thunder in the distance.

Flashes of light crossing the darkening sky.

Yes, I can feel it.

It’s almost here.

Let it roar.

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