Power..

Oh wondrous things!

The Gods of old woke last night, woke and played merry havoc across the sky. With dark calamity strewn from powerful intention the night was blown apart. From my airy seat at the top of the house, looking out almost to the sea across the fens, I watched the several storms fight for supremacy, casting down crackling fire upon the ground. Storms....such power....such raw emotive sensations....I love it'

It will feel like a long day....perhaps I shouldn't have stayed up for over three hours watching the skies rage in the early hours of the morn! Too good to miss though!