Arafed man walking on a path in a field with a backpack and a stick

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The sky is brooding
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pregnant with an impending storm
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Dark
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menacing clouds swirl overhead
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illuminated by periodic flashes of lightning that flare across the horizon
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The mountains loom large against the tumultuous sky - their craggy peaks seem to scrape the underbelly of the clouds
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The wind whips through the mountain passes
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howling an ominous warning of the tempest to come
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It rustles through the long grass of the fields that spread out before me
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In the distance
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a lone figure makes his way along a winding path
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He is a viking
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stalwart and unafraid in the face of nature's wrath
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The clouds continue to build and blacken
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casting deep shadows that stretch across the landscape
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The air feels electric - charged with the energy of the gathering storm
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A clap of thunder rattles the ground beneath my feet
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Then the clouds erupt
,
unleashing their rain and fury upon the land
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The viking pauses for a moment
,
glancing up at the roiling skies
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But he does not seek shelter
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He continues on resolutely
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the mountains rising around him as a testament to his hardened spirit
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There is a sense of adventure here
,
being caught out in the elements as the storm crashes overhead
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The wind howls
,
the thunder booms
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and the lightning splits the sky
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but still the viking marches onward
,
undaunted
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