The thunderous valley shakes again; thunder and lightning and thunder and lightning.
Sheets of rain come pouring down, come pouring down, come pouring down.
Can barely distinguish between hills and clouds, but for the moment the valley lights up, the valley lights up.
DzzzzzzzAp-- Again, I am left blindly and deaf with only the rain drops running down my skin, running down my skin.
The atmosphere crackles and twists and rolls and turns, and rolls and turns.
Not knowing so sure of when I can see the light of day again, again, the light of day again.
