charloft 100 drabbles - 34. War

[on_holy_ground]

Darius glanced up at the first crack of thunder. Brushing his hands off, he got to his feet, even as the daylight seemed to fade around him. As he headed towards the safety of the church, the wind picked up and the first drops of rain started to fall. He quickened his pace, having no desire to be caught in such weather.

As he opened the door, he saw lightning streak through the sky. However he knew that this time it was nothing more than a summer storm, and not a sign of a war that never seemed to end.