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writers_musesThe sky darkened quickly as the late summer storm moved overhead. The sound of birds which had been prevalent only moments before suddenly quieted, as though a single message had passed through their ranks in an instant. The air had a feeling to it, as though it has somehow gotten heavier in those same moments, and there was this sense that something was about to happen.
A moment later there was a blinding flash from above, followed a minute later by the crash of thunder. Rain suddenly started to fall in sheets, leaving anyone left outside soaked through in just seconds. The water hit the pavement so hard in fact, that it bounded upwards and made it seem as though it was raining up as well as down. The darkness seemed to deepen, as though night had come in the middle of day, brightened only for a moment by the occasional flashes from above. The world, for a time, was in chaos.
Then just as suddenly as it had started, the downpour stopped. The flash of lightning and the accompanying roll of thunder died away, leaving behind a silence that was almost deafening. Rays of sunlight started to cut through the clouds, bringing color back into a world that had gone dark and gray. For a moment, the world seemed to simply stand still as the city was washed clean in the rain. There was no sound except for the occasional drip of water falling from the leaves or from the statues. There was nothing to disturb the newly reemerged brilliance of the world after its sudden bath.
Then the birds slowly started to chirp again, and the people stepped out from under the awnings and doorways where they had taken refuge and went on about their day as things returned to normal and the magic of the moment had passed. Darius watched them as he opened the doors to the church once more; letting in the fresh scent that always came after the rain. Then he smiled to himself, his eyes moving to the sky as the sun once again claimed its rightful place in the world.
It was going to be a good day.
A moment later there was a blinding flash from above, followed a minute later by the crash of thunder. Rain suddenly started to fall in sheets, leaving anyone left outside soaked through in just seconds. The water hit the pavement so hard in fact, that it bounded upwards and made it seem as though it was raining up as well as down. The darkness seemed to deepen, as though night had come in the middle of day, brightened only for a moment by the occasional flashes from above. The world, for a time, was in chaos.
Then just as suddenly as it had started, the downpour stopped. The flash of lightning and the accompanying roll of thunder died away, leaving behind a silence that was almost deafening. Rays of sunlight started to cut through the clouds, bringing color back into a world that had gone dark and gray. For a moment, the world seemed to simply stand still as the city was washed clean in the rain. There was no sound except for the occasional drip of water falling from the leaves or from the statues. There was nothing to disturb the newly reemerged brilliance of the world after its sudden bath.
Then the birds slowly started to chirp again, and the people stepped out from under the awnings and doorways where they had taken refuge and went on about their day as things returned to normal and the magic of the moment had passed. Darius watched them as he opened the doors to the church once more; letting in the fresh scent that always came after the rain. Then he smiled to himself, his eyes moving to the sky as the sun once again claimed its rightful place in the world.
It was going to be a good day.
