THE FORESHADOWING

ASTRID

I zoomed through the usual routes I took on my daily runs, trying to make it back to the Silverwood territory before the darkness fell upon me. I would have left earlier, but I had been too exhausted to do anything throughout the whole day. I looked up at the rapidly darkening clouds just as two lightning streaks flashed out, accompanied by a loud crack! "That's strange," I muttered because it was completely unusual for it to rain during autumn. Perhaps the weather was just being dramatic. I had barely finished the thought when cold drops began to spray down upon the earth, rapidly increasing in torrents and muddying the ground of the terrain.