The coast line disappeared in the dark clouds. Waves crashed among the sand as the wind spun up into a torrent. I watched the sky. Out there in the sea the clouds darkened completely. A pure abyss of lightning and thunder. Among the spectators, I sat watching the storm. It had come out of no where. There was indication, no sign , no premonition from the eyes in the sky. I could see the weatherman scratching his head now.
“I know we predicted sun shine and a beautiful weekend, but I think we have some rain on the way”
He would be looking at his radar watching the green and purple swirl get bigger and bigger.
I peered towards the north down the stretch of sand. The clouds were over taking the white sky and the city. Out from the darkness I could see the light house waving at me. Trying to give me solace that I could find my way if the darkness got to dark. A strike of lighting lit the sky up and cascaded down the into the water. Thunder rang up from the waves and I covered my ears. It was loud and shook my whole body. I stepped back away from the sound. What was that ? Far in the distance where the bolt had struck a whitish grey mass rose out. My mind screamed to run, but my eyes and spirit were curious. I stepped forward towards the sea and squinted. I still couldn’t see anything, the mass seemed to get bigger. Approaching us form the abyss. I looked left and right to see that no one had stayed with me on the beach. I alone stood waiting, watching. The sky had turned completely black and the light house now waved to me for help. I went to run, but my feet did not move. The ground started to shake and the waves buckled higher and higher. The water poured over my feet and my eyes cascaded towards the infinite. It looks like the weatherman might be out of a job.
Inspired by the Florida beach at night with storms rolling in