Storm's Journal

I've seen hurricanes hit the coast. They strip away the houses like kids blocks, up and over three field to land in splinters. Waves twenty feet tall that can crack brickwork; winds that can suck you up and toss you a mile before you have the chance to take a breath. I know you're powerful, 'ro, but that's something primal. You don't get in the way of that unless you're not expecting not to come out after.