The Ominous Stormy Night
As sunlight vanished into darkness, as the noise turned quiet, I longed to move as the world moves. I bounced through the floors and walls of snow that were once hard and sturdy wood. I so easily moved through the wood as it turned to crystalline flakes that sprinkled the ground with such softness. As I flew out of the window, I was unable to land with both feet on the ground. I just kept on floating through the air softly and thoroughly taming the under gods trying to gain domination. Here I am swimming with such pride, tempting pride, twirling through the air in and out of the forever-multiplying snow flakes. Down on Earth, there is a store front that once seemed dark and dreary. Bullets flew out of the glass window pane like pellets hitting you with every pinch of the nervous system. With a glance at the obliterated window, the sight went up in flames as the cold and icy atmosphere woul...