Fantasy love romance

The Passing Storm

A storm approaches.

The Passing Storm – Vedran Markovic

He leaned back onto the tree and watched the storm slowly approach over the ruined city atop the hill.

The rain began to fall gently in front of him, and the spring time smell of rain filled his nostrils.

“This tree should keep me dry.” he thought, as the sunset rolled in and collided with the approaching storm.

He sat and enjoyed the silence of the wind, the rain and trees, rustling gently as the day ended.

“I’ll leave the journey of today for the me of tomorrow”


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