The Storm is Coming (feat. Mr Maph)

Beneath the calm of twilight, a chill upon the air,
Whispers ride the wind, with rumours they won't share.
Leaves in silent shiver, the calm before the fray,
A brewing sense of something, unwilling to fade away.
Murmurs in the distance, a tension in the breeze,
A sky that hints of darkness, through the restless trees.
Nature holds its breath, in the quiet of the dusk,
As echoes of decisions, linger in the musk.
The storm is coming, shadows blend with night,
Many eyes are watching, hidden from my sight.
Thunder's voice is ancient, it calls with knowing tone,
The past is not forgotten, its seeds already sown.
I feel this storm coming, whispering its lore,
A reckoning is waiting, just outside the door.
Beneath the heavy silence, the heart begins to pound,
In the breath before the tempest, the chest is tightly wound.

[@rogue_bard]

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