Oncoming Storm

I watched the storm come in. Grey clouds swirled before me the wrath of the gods fell upon the humans. Grey gave way to black and lightning lit the darkness. I watched the tempest moving in from nowhere become everywhere. Rain fell, light at first but soon, it poured. The rage of mother nature the anger of the gods all rolled into wispy puffs of gray black matter. It overtook us, overwhelmed us. No one had kept watch, no one prepared, I watched the storm come in.