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A Quiet Fury
A quiet fury gathered on Horizon’s distant side. Its merciless intensity was destined to collide with unsuspecting entities entombed beneath the ground all huddled ‘neath a canopy, immune to earthly sound. The timbered crown held steady 'till it met the tempest thrust. Though some were felled by Heaven’s flogging, others stood the gust. Malevolent gray shadows rolled and tumbled in the toil as ominous dark nimbostratus stewed within the boil. The sky peeled open wide releasing terrifying might as spears of jagged lightning were unleashed upon the night. A bolt was hurled from heaven and it found its mark below, within the silent forest stood one massive tree aglow. Barbs of lightning pierced its trunk and blew the shards of bark into arrays of shrapnel as it ripped its limbs apart. Then torrent rains began to pour upon its ravaged frame to calm the rage sent from above, extinguishing the flame. Those mighty winds have faded to a whisper once again, the Sun returns its solace as it beams across the land. The silent calm of morning is restored by breaking dawn. For now the quiet fury from the Heavens has withdrawn. Host: Mark Toney Marathon Contest mile 25 1-19-2020
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