Saturday, June 22, 2013

100 Words a Day 304

The color of the sky shifted from evening’s blue grey to a lurid green. The clouds coalesced, blocking out the sky, before unleashing a torrent. The ferocious rain made everything beyond arm’s reach a blur and the continuous flashes of lightning were accompanied by thunderous roars.

The lovers sat together, arms interlinked and feet intertwined, and watched Nature’s fury through the old windows. The interior of the home was dry, but just cool enough for a blanket. The storm raged around them, but they sat unmoving and not speaking through it all. As the storm raged, they slowly dozed off.

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