The dark clouds were crowding the skies in a hustle. The feathery gray ornate patches appeared like gargoyles lurking in the open as if leaping to gulp everything within its reach. And then the wind howled like thousand wolves bellowing in agony. The trees swayed in haste in a futile attempt to escape the wrath. Nature transformed into a horrific caper, standing on the ledge, on the brim to explode. Was it the final apocalypse, the start of the end. All such questions will be deciphered in a trice, only if one would survive to witness
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Great photograph, your words captured the essence of the story lingering in the clouds. In the distance of the clouds it looks like the Sun erupting.
OMG ! How beautiful image you have caught.
Only if…
Like your point. It is deep
Thanks so much for your appreciation
Thanks so much for your kind words
You are quite welcome.
A great description!
Thank you so much, Renee. You are very kind
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Very articulate.Describes the storm laden clouds so vividly
Thanks for liking it, I appreciate your read