Stormclouded

The high citadel walls seemed to rise upward forever, melding into the stormclouded heights.

What would lightning be like in a bright, cloudless sky? Not as dramatic as on a stormclouded day, for it would be competing with the brightness of the sun.

How now I can understand the inconceivable before where worlds have been gained or lost in no more than a kiss, if it be a kiss such as this. I feel the overfloodings of our worlds, the unleashings of trapped winds and the release of stormclouded sunshine.