thunder hurls itself forward
lightning following swiftly behind
the ground trembles in fear
in anticipation
the townsfolk cower
they shelter together, praying
for mercy
but preparing for devastation
the wind speeds angrily
a spiral whirling with vengeance
so strong it feels personal
preparing to touch down for a feast
the skies open up
and hell rains down
a bellowing noise
followed by silence
and then all at once
all at once, it is over
she is gone
satiated, for now
and the birds chirp once again
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Alys Revna
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