The Aloofness of the Storm

[rejectomorph]

For much of the night, I could see flashes of lightning over the valley, but the sound of thunder seldom carried this far, and few raindrops fell here. The storm remained tantalizingly distant, and even the clouds could barely be seen in the moonless night. Eventually, even the lightning over the valley ceased. The night grew cooler, and very late a few stars emerged. An hour before dawn, I saw a blue-white meteor slowly glide toward the northeast, about twenty five degrees above the horizon. It vanished behind the trees which were beginning to grow distinct as the sky paled to cobalt. I believe that the chance for a storm has passed, too, for now. Ah, well. At least it will be a bit cooler today.