stillness, stifling heat
the air lies heavy,
strangling the earth
no movement
dry leaf trailing past,
raven crying out
dust begins to dance
wind...
wind
grey clouds amassing on the horizon
slowly rolling, falling, pouring forward
thunder in the distance
bruised sky, cloud-tendrils feeling, sprouting, ever-changing
greedily reaching for the sun
a cold embrace
and
he rides on the vanguard winds before the storm
soaring above the clouds' precipice
tempest-joy,
storm's wing
wing flap, thunder clap
stormbringer over the earth
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Just a little something inspired by some heavy rain. This and
this is "he".
