Category: Nature
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Weathering the Storm
The day grows darker,With clouds hanging low and ominous.Atmosphere charged into an expectant frenzyTerrified by explosions overhead,Illuminated by destructive sparksAnd drenched by ferocious rainfallThat soaks and seeps and freezesEven amidst the heat.Hailstone hits like thousands of glass shards,And as the thunder rumbles onThe clouds break.The sunshine forces through,Evaporating fallen rain into mist.Wind diminishes.The air, refreshed.The…
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Sudden Change
Zach woke shivering. He looked at his clock: 4.45am. Temperature –1. Zach leapt from the bed and threw on whatever clothes he had handy. “Minus One!?” He remembered it being swelteringly hot last night as he lay on top of the bed. He looked out of the window. Snow was falling. Settling. The garden shed…
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Hot Hut
Sylv couldn’t believe her luck. Clear blue skies, acres of sand, and a slight breeze greeted her as she popped her head out of the hut at 7am. Pleasant temperature too, she thought. Come mid-day, it was a different story. Sylv sweltered within, and couldn’t set foot on the scorching sand outside. She grabbed the…
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Observing the weather
As I write, clouds are hanging dark and menacingly up above. And not only overhead – they seem to be covering miles around. Below them, and just above the horizon, thinking about it, the darkness is contrasted by the brightest of white, which tells me that the day’s sunlight is still hanging on, and shining…
The Mansionic Perspective 