Today's prompt is more sad than yesterday. The full prompt is: A storm destroys your uncle's shed and kills his 6 year old son. Describe the color of the sky before the storm hit. I did a bit more since I've given myself a word limit, but there's the base.
The Color of a Storm
The sky rolled in so dark it looked like it was going to punish the world. Everything went still and the world below waited. It was first black but then turned the color of mama's toffee as it cooked on the stove. A rolling wave of gold passed through and lit the trees as if they were on fire. It was hot as a kettle as the clouds turned to cotton candy. We could have licked it up with a spoon had we been high enough.
The usual blue was cut away by the colors. A spooky light danced across the sky turning the world to amber. When the rain began to spit it all went dark and we knew it was coming but not how bad. When it began to pour and light cracked across the sky mama took in the lawn furniture and had us wait in the basement. We could feel it roll in. The walls shook and glass broke but we didn't know what happened across town.
As the storm seemed to change the face of our world, my uncle's shed broke to pieces. He lost many things that day but nothing more precious than Logan. My cousin, hidden in the shed to avoid the rain, felt the bough break. We laid him to rest while it was sunny. The sky a shade of creamsicle and candy that I'd never seen before. He would've liked it. Candy colored sky. The world changed that day. In shades of syrup and ash, everything changed.
The Color of a Storm
The sky rolled in so dark it looked like it was going to punish the world. Everything went still and the world below waited. It was first black but then turned the color of mama's toffee as it cooked on the stove. A rolling wave of gold passed through and lit the trees as if they were on fire. It was hot as a kettle as the clouds turned to cotton candy. We could have licked it up with a spoon had we been high enough.
The usual blue was cut away by the colors. A spooky light danced across the sky turning the world to amber. When the rain began to spit it all went dark and we knew it was coming but not how bad. When it began to pour and light cracked across the sky mama took in the lawn furniture and had us wait in the basement. We could feel it roll in. The walls shook and glass broke but we didn't know what happened across town.
As the storm seemed to change the face of our world, my uncle's shed broke to pieces. He lost many things that day but nothing more precious than Logan. My cousin, hidden in the shed to avoid the rain, felt the bough break. We laid him to rest while it was sunny. The sky a shade of creamsicle and candy that I'd never seen before. He would've liked it. Candy colored sky. The world changed that day. In shades of syrup and ash, everything changed.
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