Darkness falls
“When I started chasing storms, I watched the sky turn the darkest black, as if I was looking up into a celestial sphere in a night deprived of stars. Dark gray ripples shimmered in the void, and my perception was that a giant black curtain hung over a stage, undulating with the wind. The darker the sky became, the more I had an ominous feeling that what I was about to witness was an apocalypse, and I was pulled between running away and walking toward some malevolent force that was about to reveal itself.” — Chaotic Sky (Barnhart, Texas)
