THE THOUGHT THAT STARTED IT ALL (1)

EDWARD MEROVICH

DARC, THE PALACE BALCONY

Edward was standing looking at the skies from his balcony and he sighed before saying

'The stormy sky' He had just finished the court meeting. He had noticed that the clouds piling up slowly since the morning

In the time since then it has piled up, looking dense and thick

The sky turns gray and thunderheads that looms above. Edward narrowed his eyes as he could feel the change in the wind and the feeling of coldness.

Then a thunderous roar could be heard.

With a booming thunder, the rain falls heavily and then another lightning shoot itself from the clouds, producing a white hot and blindingly bright, dispersing shadows for a split second.

Edward look at it as he moves himself away from the balcony, removing himself from the rain drops that is beginning to fill up in the balcony.