Prompted
Describe a Thunderstorm without using the sense of Hearing.
Clouds gather causing the sky to riot in a display of pinks, purples, oranges, greens and greys.
The world grows still as if holding its breath in anticipation.
The sky grows darker, your hair stands on end and skin raises in Goosebumps as the temperature drops. A shiver runs up your spine as a flash illuminates the sky.
The ground rumbles beneath your feet as heavy, fat droplets fall from the sky.
Streams form as water runs past cleaning the earth and air of dust and grime. The landscape washed clean and green; the air crisp as you breathe in.
Gather with friends as the earth is renewed by the storm rolling across the land and sea.
Clouds gather causing the sky to riot in a display of pinks, purples, oranges, greens and greys.
The world grows still as if holding its breath in anticipation.
The sky grows darker, your hair stands on end and skin raises in Goosebumps as the temperature drops. A shiver runs up your spine as a flash illuminates the sky.
The ground rumbles beneath your feet as heavy, fat droplets fall from the sky.
Streams form as water runs past cleaning the earth and air of dust and grime. The landscape washed clean and green; the air crisp as you breathe in.
Gather with friends as the earth is renewed by the storm rolling across the land and sea.
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