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.
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