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My room is dark save the glow of a flickering candle. From my window, I see nothing but pitch black, not a light in sight.
Blinding dazzling shards of silver assault my eyes, a thunderous crash shakes my very soul.
Looking towards the ocean I see nothing until once again the heavens illuminate the scene. The sea glistens for a second then once again is gone.
Without warning a torrent of rain crashes from the sky, roaring, hissing. Droplets sparkle in the lightning’s glare.
The smell, that sound, the power, my trepidation lasts for but for a short while, then is gone
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Na’ama Yehuda for the picture.
In my tale there’s not a light in sight, but I resisted the tempation to photoshop all those windows into darkness as I thought that would be disrespectful to Na’ama’s snap!
Click Froggie to join in the fun!
You wrote this so well that all I can see are dark windows and lightning flashing from the sky.
I’m pleased, thanks so much Sadje.
You’re welcome my friend
Love this and a storm over the ocean! ⚡️🌊
Much appreciated, thank you.
Hi, Keith!
Loving the description in this fab story well done!
That’s really kind of you Mason, thanks.
Good to see you again, it’s been a while!
You’re welcome.
I missed a whole month. I’ve been woodworking about 8 hours a day and then it’s too ate to do any writing unfortunately.
I’m sure it was worth it!
It was, I’ve really enjoyed connecting more with my dad and a change of pace is always a good thing for a while.
That summoned the smell of rain on gravel for me
I’m glad that came across Neil. Everything smells different after a droop of rain.
Storm description is nice, Keith.
The lightning stands out with its light amidst the darkness around…
Thanks so much, Anita.
I absolutely love wild storms like this! You described it so well. Wonderful song addition. Thanks for that!
Me too Dale. I live high up in a loft and love nothing more than watching and listening. Pleased you liked the song, it’s a favourite of mine
Oh, how lovely!
The song has been added to my feed. Thank you again!
In this story I saw a sailor reliving a devastating storm he once experienced.
Now you come to mention it, it could just be! Cheers, Michael.
Impeccable narration and sound effects. There is that “electric energy” that amasses just before a thunderstorm lets loose. Very enjoyable read, Keith.
That’s very nice of you Lisa, thank you. I know what you mean about an approaching storm, there’s electricity in the air.
You’re welcome. I was checking out some of your China trip pics yesterday. Will be checking out more later. Amazing photos, Keith.
Thanks again, Lisa!
You’re welcome.
Love a good storm, with sound effects too! Very good!
I love them too! Cheers.
Very dramatic, Keith. You had me watching the storm nervously.
Thanks, I hope you’ve recovered, Penny!
Storms can be so scary!
Scary but exciting! Cheers Mimi.
Well done, Keith. It certainly was a dark and stormy night. “Trepidation” indeed.
No doubt about that Bill. I like that word!
So very atmospheric.
I’m pleased you found it so, thanks, Sandra.
Dear Keith,
You really captured the atmosphere. Well narrated. Love the sound effects.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks so much, Rochelle. I’m delighted it worked!
I enjoy watching storms as well. Today we’re having snow. It doesn’t happen that often where we live, but they’re projecting a foot. It’s beautiful coming down, but I’ll be glad when it melts and is gone.
Storms are so exhilarating. We haven’t seen snow for years and I really miss it – in small doses of course! Cheers, Russell.
Stunningly descriptive!
You have created the perfect scene. Lovely story
It’s nice of you to say so, thank you Vartika.
There’s something frightening yet thrilling about a bad storm. I really enjoyed the poetic feel of this one, Keith!
Absolutely so, thank you Brenda.
I trust you got your power back after the storm. Using candles strains your eyes, besides the laptop needs charging.
Yep, everything’s tickety boo thanks, James!
Such an evocative scene. I love storms, as long as I get to be inside for most of them.
I like standing on my sheltered balcony, that’s kind of half inside half out!
When the tension is washed off, the trepidation goes, too. Perfectly described. I love it.
Indeed it does. Thanks so much.
what a graphic description
Thank you.
Great descriptions! I can feel the power of the storm.
I’m pleased, thanks, Ali.
well said.
Thanks, plaridel.
It is so realistic I should have made advance preparations in case of flooding
Thanks, Larry. I got drenched writing it!
The drama of the storm over the ocean is captured well here, Keith. I like how the narrator’s response shifts away from trepidation, leaving him revelling in the storm’s power.
Thank you, Margaret. A storm can elicit so many emotions.
So descriptive, I felt like I was truly in the middle of one of those coastal storms! Amazing job.
That’s most kind of you Patricia, thank you.
I love the atmosphere. I feel like I am there!
What more could I have hoped for? Thanks, Tannille.
Isn’t that how it is in during a storm? The sound of rain soothing, calm but then that lightening and thunder just shakes a person to their core. This really reads like a poem! Thanks for posting!
A bit of everything, that’s what makes a good storm so exciting.Thanks for dropping by.
Well, Keith, you’ve certainly stepped away from your recent light-hearted stories with this one! Growing up on the Minnesota prairie, I often heard farmer’s saying, “There’s a storm comin’ ” but I often wondered how they knew, because it would seem like a normal summer day. But they were right, and the storms would be just as terrifying as the one you’ve described.
Lovely description of a storm – nature’s way of showing us her dramatic side at its very best. And I loved the track, something resonant in there, with the lovely smooth voice, of those steady-beat records that made me a music addict.
Oh such storms are magnificent and very scary. Beautifully described
The description is so fantastically vivid and real as though I were able to experience it myself. And, I ought to say that I love the use of ‘save’ for except! Not many do that anymore.
I imagine this is how Poe might venture to describe a storm. Brilliant description, scene setting.
Keith,
storms is such a good metaphor, either in the physical and Spiritual….thanks for sharing
Dave