The sky is dark. There's a looming stillness in the air. There's an eery calm above us as if time is standing still. The luminous clouds appear to be standing still. The sky feels lower than usual. The siren is deafening. It's loud and sending a warning for conditions to stir the sky into a tornado. As the siren stops, the surroundings are quiet. Weird for a busy city street and there are people moving about all looking up and possibly noticing the same things I am.
PS - A tornado didn't touch down or begin to stir near where we are, thank goodness. Just a lot of rain and some thunder.
Thank you to Two Writing Teachers for organizing the Slice of Life Story Challenge.