a storm rages outside sky, overcast with clouds fearful sounds echo through the mountain crannies like that of shrieking bats in flight trees shiver under windβs might
everything around presages an impending doom the least pressure would suffice to let all the hellfire loose
sitting in my dim lit room with all the windows shut unable to drown the emptiness afloat in irrepressible buoyancy I glance over the balance sheet of my life
all sweet memories gone shaking their mane like horses galloping away