STORM WINDS

Snow flurries floated down like the force of a mini typhoon. Giant oak trees outside my apartment fought a gladiator like battle with the furious winds. There was a storm on the coast and cold air engulfed the vision of my surroundings. My dog was hurrying up his morning routine when he felt the miniature ice drizzle and sink into the fur on his back. I was about to call him back up stairs when the load call of a crow soared through the wind and startled me. The scene was something out of a film.