And then somewhere, a rogue cloud will incite a brilliant lightening, that slowly starts infecting all the other clouds, initiating a series of lights and thunders, making the ashen grey sky lit-up in a criss-cross of flashing lights among the collapsing rumbling clouds.
The Rain and a Wish
Nitin Dangwal
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Poetic, evocative description. I could totally envision that. And I especially like the phrasing “rogue cloud”. I imagine a little troublemaker nimbus cloud starting mischief that spreads to the rest, like laughter among kids in a classroom. Very nice.

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