Trip wheeled over to the window watching the storm. Wonderful memory flooded back. He was running up a dirt road in the woods, the clouds dark grey green above in a supernatural light. Electricity charged the hairs on his neck. Take cover. Fierce wind, pelting rain, bending trees. Soaked. Taking cover under a rock leaning against a massive old tree. Boom then crack. He was in the green sky and the light came from his center. Drenched and awestruck at the power around him.He was grinning like a fool. He didn’t matter. Nothing but this moment. Never felt more alive.
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I liked this one a lot. Good work
Great story Tim!