Rain Storm’s Dominance
The glowing orb of effulgence suspended in the ocean-blue sky, which was also occupied by cumulus clouds. The white clouds sluggishly swam in the sky, paying no mind to the sweeping grasslands below them. But Nature’s hand was not idle: the cycle of weather was repeating again.
In the distance loomed ominous clouds, which patrolled the heavens gradually. The paved their way through the sky, demolishing clouds that rebelled their presence. As the two forces battled, the dark clouds unleashed a bellow: a roar that chilled the blood and clenched the heart for a split second.
The dark clouds effortlessly consumed the others, and the presence dominated the whole of the sky. With no white clouds to resist them, they traversed the sky and veiled the sun’s luster.
Now that the dark clouds tyrannized the terrain, they mustered their forces. They were silent, although they occasionally released a rumbling growl. The clouds initiated their assault by peppering the shadowed grasslands with rain. Its strength grew, and soon curtains of rain showered down.
The clouds unleashed their constructed rage by thrusting bolts of blinding electricity downwards. The strikes abruptly pinched the ground, which ignited crackling flames. The clouds seemed to defeat their own purpose though, for the rain swept down and extinguished the fire.
As more lightning crashed, strings of reports rang throughout the land. The thunder rolled and smashed, shattering the sky with a boom! and another snap of lightning. The land and sky endured hours of commotion, until the dark clouds grew weary. Their downfall was steady.
First, the rain slowed and eventually ceased. The lightning no longer exited, and the clouds shouted their weak and desperate cry of defeat. The clouds disintegrated, allowing the sun’s brilliance to prevail over sky and earth. The last wispy remnants of the clouds shrunk to nothing, subdued by Nature’s power.
Nature allowed the sun to gleam over the land, enjoying the happiness it brought. The rain clouds had been vanquished, their depressing forms replaced by puffy, white ones. But however much bliss the sun supplied the land, Nature had a responsibility to fulfill. She began working on the next step in her beautiful cycle.
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