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Coastal Blizzard
The sky is gray, as far as the eye can see. At midday, no light filters through. The drab color, reflects upon the sea. An enveloping cloud of filmy gray hue. A winter storm was coming this way, but a nor'Easter came instead. Whiteout conditions, to display. On this island, a feeling of dread. High winds, across the island blew, forcing the snow into drifts. Walls of snow, with no way through, until the gusting wind shifts. Snow falling through the night, to continue through tomorrow. The dunes landscape, becomes white, as small creatures hurridly burrow. Upon arrival, the storm was tame, but in time it's power grew. A raging blizzard it became. On this island, these events are few. Frigid cold, the wind's bitter chill, warning all to stay inside. Debris flying through the air at will. Streets flooded, by ocean's high tide. The day will soon become night, there is hope that the storm will move on. In the morning, at dawn's first light, a ray of sunshine, the storm is gone.
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