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".