The air is thick with condensation and a dull roar, much like a snare drum, reverberates across the sky. Trees cower from the harsh wind while leaves soar through the air. A steady drizzle of rain begins to descend from somber clouds; crystal tears landing silently on the pavement. Opaque puddles gather along the crevices and cracks of the soggy ground. Incandescent lightning illuminates the sky and is shortly followed by a deafening rumble. Due to the disruptive, uncontrollable nature of weather, rainstorms can cause stress; however, in the right frame of mind, a storm can be quite calming. With the soothing sound of rain falling, cool, dreary appearance, and warm humid breezes, a storm can be a most relaxing natural setting. Before the storm, the air felt warm and familiar. The atmosphere of the town had for the most part, remained unaltered throughout the eventful day. When the wind came, the aura changed. At first, it was simply a slight cooling that only the tenderness of nerve endings and hair follicles could identify. But now, as the cool wind begins to pick up, it seems to form a frosty blade, which slices through the warm city air. It penetrates the skin of the busy populace, exciting the senses and forcing its way through clothing, funneling through sleeves and out collars. Then, like the cool wind left an empty space, a thin and muggy fog nestles in. Before long, tiny, soft needle-like droplets begin brushing across faces and arms. Abruptly, the rain begins to come in sheets, blown about into shrouds by a nippy breeze. The sultry wind begins violently tossing the rain about, walls of raindrops falling toward the earth are rounded up and slung hard, walloping building facades, and enveloping parked cars. A contrast of the thick, soggy air coupled with the tiny, cold raindrops causes goose bumps to animate the skin. Like hundreds of gentle fingers, chubby