The storm
It was watching me, wavering. The thunder echoed in the distance shattering glass, it was dangerous. Lightning started from within me and cracked in the cold night sky. I was alone and trembling in the shadowed darkness. My breath fogged up in front of me. The cold was quickly becoming ice in my veins. I was in shock. Nothing registered. This potent dismay. I release you, I release you, I release you.












