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thunderclap

winds pick up around you.  blue sky gives way to grey. newborn clouds dance in rings around a clear blue circle of light. a beam of light: white.  hot. painful.

you avert your eyes and are blinded. heat washes over you. it is followed, shortly after, by a pulse of force, almost like a heartbeat, but you are already destroyed.  

grey clouds spin and darken, taking form as a many-pronged vortex. a dancer: skirt billowing. legs kicking, arms reaching.

reaching and lighting fires.

fires that join each vortex, becoming salamanders taking flight into starry night, seven long limbed acrobats, each quickly learning to dance.

thunderclap

You are drawn into the storm. Lightning arcs around you. The genesis of thunder shatters your bones. You become nothing but your screams which become the raging storm which becomes the tines of the forking cyclone.  

You dance with the salamanders and the djinn. The winds howl around you, and your world becomes a hundred foot circle of peace in the maelstrom, lit only by the filtered light of fire and lightning.

thunderclap

you are the heart of the storm.

you are the rod that captures the lightning.

you are the lance that rules the world.