Thunder deeply rumbled above the black and white clouds as if they textured a beating heart in the sky. The clouds; exploding with light, shortly followed by eternal darkness.
There was a lack of rain, just the upcoming ferocious storm of wind.
Elyan lay unconscious, pinned down by a bookshelf in his basement as the world became torn to pieces.
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