The flare of the squall lit up the night ..
Wind chimes filled the 'prequel to ferocity' with eerie song .
Insects gathered on window screens , blown in with the storm ..
Streetlights quivered , Grandaddy oaks began to sway
Rain beat the windows , night lights flickered then it was over in an instant .. Washed the tiny town momentarily and quietly went away ...
The house refreshed quickly and the Man on the Moon reappeared to keep watch over his piece of the world ... A happy return to the cool pillow , a dream away from Dawn ...