Boom. The distant clouds lit up with a flash of electric blue before fading back to a hundred tones of orange. They glowed on the horizon over the setting sun, grey streamers of rain arcing down onto the dark ocean below. Boom. Thunder reverberated across the world like a distant cannon shot. A trail of sparks flitted across the clouds’ surface, intensifying shadows and crevices which looked carved more out of marble than mist. A few seconds later, a protracted rumble filled the air, as if a giant had dug its hands into the top of a mountain and proceeded to tear it apart…


BY BENEDICT ROBINSON


THE CALM


THE STORM


 

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