Thunder Rumbling Artinya の小説・ストーリー

The Tears brought me no relief. I looked up at the sky. The sky was tar-black and the large clouds were moving towards me. I heard a tapping on the window and then it became a pitter-patter. People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were opened as the clouds spat out their beads of water. Puddles began plinking as the rainfall became heavier. The roofs of the cars danced with spray and I could hear the murmuring of the rain. It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees. The wind blows violently from all directions. The dusky is forecast with dark clouds and nothing can be seen except thunders and frightening at times. Sometimes there is lightning occasionally thunders roar. Usually, the electr

her young partner added, sounding assured. As they were speaking I heard a sudden but loud thunder from outside, followed by sudden fast blow of spin chilled wind that instantly opened closed door of all windows around us. ‘THUD… THUD…. THUD…. THUD… THUD…. THUD…. THUD… THUD…. THUD…. THUD… THUD…. THUD….’

Something is here. A low rumble vibrated through the air. It wasn’t thunder. It was too localized, too rhythmic. It came from the shadows ahead, a sound that seemed to vibrate through the soles of my boots and rattle the teeth in my jaw. It was a growl. A deep, chest-rattling sound like thunder trapped in a bottle, waiting to shatter the glass. I froze mid-step, my breath catching in a painful hitch. The rain seemed to slow down, time stretching into an agonizing crawl.

NARRATOR The night was thick with the heavy scent of rain, the wind howling through the trees like a creature on the hunt. Mara felt the storm in her bones. Her labor pains came in sharp, unpredictable waves, each one crashing into her with the force of thunder. The lightning split the sky like a jagged scar, its brilliance painting the walls of the room in a flash of white and blue. Every time the sky rumbled, Mara's body reacted, as if her very soul was syncing with the storm. It was a chaos she couldn’t escape.

That is how tense they are. “Mom, I’m scared,” Annie said, shaking in the embrace of her shuddering mother. And Theresa looked down at her daughter, tried to act calm, and replied, “It is okay, Annie. Hold on to mommy, okay?” They both waited for the person to enter the room. ‘I hope that’s you, Beth.’ Theresa prays under her breath. The lightning and thunder intensify as if heaven is prophesizing an inevitable future—a rather bleak one. Lightning flashes and thunder grumbles, like an observer watching a drama unfold while showing its expectations and great excitement. This sound and the clacking sound continued, and it did not make Martin any less tense.

The low thunder of drums. The arena.

Apparently her kind, she realized, since she couldn’t get the thought out of her head of what it’d be like to be covered by this sexy-as-hell hunk. Thunder suddenly rumbled in the distance, signaling an approaching storm, bringing with it the crisp scent of rain. Tourmaline glanced toward the swollen sky, and then softly, in a tone completely unlike her, she heard herself say, “It looks like a storm’s coming. You wanted to talk, so talk, before it starts to rain.”

Crackle, crackle, crackle… Serpentine lightning twisted through the sky, streaks of energy descending as if from the heavens, ready to shatter everything. The entire sky trembled, and it felt like the very fabric of reality was breaking apart. Rumble! The barrier trembled once more, and the entire space around them quivered violently. Despite its strength, the barrier now seemed barely able to hold against the unrelenting onslaught. The thunderstorm’s sheer power was not something any ordinary person could withstand. Suddenly, ferocious roars echoed through the air, sounding both wild and terrifying. It was as if the entire world were quaking in fear.

The rumble from the thunder sounded like all the African drums were being played at the same time. Lightning strike like an electrician playing with his toys testing the power of each voltage that each wire contained, raining falling as if welcoming a Sotho new born baby to the world, showering him with blessings but the difference is that there were stones falling on this rain, it was nothing like the ceremonial rain, this was a punishment. The stones fell like they were being thrown by a coward trying to keep his opponent at bay, as he knows that if he got closer. he will get a beating of his life.

Lightning flashed, and thunder boomed right next to the rising sun. "Guys, what's that?" "Oh my god! That looks like it's coming from where Great Master August landed!" "It's Thunder Raid! Thunder Raid of legend! This is Great Master August's show of his conviction to become a god!"