The storm is coming. Ants are scurrying, squirrels and rabbits hurrying. The sky is empty of the high flying eagles, hawks, falcons, and vultures who all know turbulent winds are near. Lizards and snakes have retreated to the safety of the underground. When the storms come, they are violent, thrashing, lightning flashing about, thunder echoing across the valley, ricocheting off each canyon wall, growing louder. All who know this land know of the approaching danger and none should take it lightly, for it can be a matter of life and death. But, there is one...........
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