Tsunami of destruction

Oscillating, up and down the waves slashed at the cliff with its curved blades ripping of buildings, dragging them deep into the ocean. Crescent swords pierced into the rock as its abysmal onslaught pounced onto the city sweeping its buildings of the land. And the fury called forth the deep rage which hid in the clouds, rumbling with madness whipping at the surface below with its crooked white, whips. Destroyed towers were left scattered across the ground of the island of destruction, where the waves would toss there shattered prey into leaving them to decay dissolving into the nature which crawled upon it. Invisible shards of water sprayed onto the ground as an inevitable doom fell upon the city. Throbbing with agony, crying out with pain in fear of dying out, the land quaked with fear trembling into the sea bowing to its master.

And from the other side hiding behind the clouds which rested on its peak the mountains stared with despair obliged to slump onto the surface facing the ravaging waves which wrecked the towns which crashed into the sea as a sacrifice to calm down its anger.

But as the hope that resisted to give up drowned in unison with the withering cliffs which fell into the sea the tides started to crumble and a  beam of light penetrated the ominous, eerie clouds which stretched gloom across the sky. More hope peered I’ve the darkening clouds its radiance flattening the tides into a blue sheet of paper. Shutting close the holes through which the rain slipped through and slamming the tear in the clouds from which the white streaks ripped through the atmosphere.

Yet the destruction was still their which the light had no hope to repair. Cities toppled over from picturesque sights to obliterated areas. The sea gently bounce of the cliff breaking into gentle ripples.