The wind howls in angry protest for none can hear the breeze.. Pushing and shoving and hitting all in its way. Attuning every sense to its angry protests.. Tired of remaining invisible unseen. It twirls sheets of rain into whirlpools of mayhem.. Racing heartbeats witness this grandeur. What eyes can grasp only in aftermath.. Bending Nature to its will.. leaving glorious impressions of its physical presence.
Saturday, 1 November 2025
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The clouds fiercely circled rings of fire across the sky.. the sea soothingly embraced to pacify.. spools of dolphins broke out of the clou...
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It is awesomely beautiful.. Pouring and drizzling intermittently in a competition all their own.. and i loved every moment of it.. Walked on...
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The rays are spreading their carpet across the sky dipped in spoons of sunshine .. the clouds pink with excitement wait for their star to co...
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For miles i could see the rain and it's tango with the breeze.. Veiled in heavily Layered Sheets.. Filtering teasing Glimpses of varyin...
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