Part 1

 

The Gathering Storm

 

Something about the lush white clouds, the loneliness of the long distance runner, the red convertible speeding through the pastoral landscape, the ancient abandoned citadels covered in vines, the anxious birds, the pupil-less eyes of the statues. There was a distinct new scent hanging in the air.

A notion of...
something strange,

something menacing,

something horrible

it was...

 

THE GATHERING STORM!... Part 1.