Its raining in a distance. Its beautiful.

The low lying clouds, expanding towards the middle, like a detonated atom bomb, flattening out as a mushroom towards the ground.

The occasional flash the breaks through it from nowhere, jolts you.

Before long, the darkness of the night covers it all up; mother nature only giving a peak from time to time with the sole flash of lightning.

It been awhile, Jack, its been awhile.

white flashes are now golden. haven seen that for quite a long time.