Thunder
At 12,000 feet, thunderstorms are different. For you at home, watching the jagged silhouettes of the mountains and listening to the dull rumbles in the air…
Left Alone
I followed him the rest of the way down the alley. The further we walked the darker it got and the more the walls began to change. The rough sand tones of the…
Ficly Lands Under Storm Cover
Captain Jason circled looking for a place to land, being covered by the dark billowing clouds that were The Silent Storm. He’d yet to say anything but he was…
Closer
Lightning. One one-thousand, two one-thousand, three one-thousand, four - Thunder. Storms getting closer. Three, four miles. I loved you Julia. Your wild eyes…
Rain and Thunder
Laying on my bed, Listening to the rain, Wishing with my heart that this pain would go away. No one really knows my life, No one knows my choices. All any one…
In the Blood
The first drummer started with a heartbeat, tha *thump*, tha *thump*, tha *thump*. I felt it invade my bones, inviting, demanding that I move. Easy steps…
Mother Nature
I was awaken by the sound of the rain. Thunder from afar lit up the skies. The roads flooded, cars pulled over to the sides. Screams of terror from a distance…
Thunderous Reflections
The thunder ran through the house like a hyper-active two-year old. His elder sister, the lightning, was already in the backyard hiding behind the old Maple…
Lighting (One one thousand) Thunder
The thunder ran through the house like a hyper-active two-year old followed shortly thereafter by a hyper-active two-year old rolling through the house like…
The Halls of Asgard
The thunder ran through the house like a hyper-active two-year old, because it was. A mop of fire-red hair and the formidable eyes of a young god, Thor was a…
Miss Featherstonehaugh
The thunder ran through the house like a hyperactive two-year old, peeking into things and under things, careering round corners and scaring the cat. Miss…
The Storm
The wind blows and rushes through the maple leaves on a toasty spring evening. The thunder rolls through the sky and the drops begin to descend. The rain feels…
A Storm is Coming
“Zarek, why don’t you talk??? Stop being so quiet!” Fritz and Zarek were walking through the grassy hills which lay on the outskirts of Gammot. The two had…
The Night of the Big Storm
The sound of thunder always takes me back to “the night of the big storm”. It was a summer evening in 1982. Many family members were together at my…