From Insurance_Broker@compuserve.com Mon Mar 17 19:52:58 1997
Subject: 1/1 Raging Tempest  by Jadar Allyna  (no spoilers)
From: "R.L.P." <Insurance_Broker@compuserve.com>
Date: Mon, 17 Mar 1997 20:52:58 -0500
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Title - Raging Tempest
Authour - Jadar Allyna
E-mail address - Insurance_Broker@compuserve.com  (woo hoo)
Distribution - If you really WANT it . . .
Spoilers - None.  The mood might make more sense if you've seen Memento
Mori, but it's not needed.
Category - P
Rated - G  (Forgive me, fellow shippers, I have sinned . . . no MSR!  *half
the list falls to the ground in a faint*)
Summary - Possible Scully thoughts during a thunder storm.
Disclaimer - Even though no one's mentioned, M&S aren't mine.  All hail
mighty CC, Fox, blah, blah, blah.  Yeah, right, whatever.

I'm working on a Dion File, REALLY, because, like Jeannine said, if I don't
get them out soon, people will stop caring.  If they haven't already. 
*sigh*  I only got one reply to Make You Happy, other than from my faithful
Sweet Almond.  Thank you, Sophia and Sarah!  I have now pledged to write
every authour of anything I read.  Oh, well.  Here's something else for you
all.  If anyone knows me, this will clearly reveal my "true identity"
*snicker* because it was one of my pieces for my grade 9 class anthology
(along with my monster of a swimming poem).  This was originally a
narrative, so I just broke up the lines.  I was going to edit it some more,
but I knew I'd lose the momentum to post it.  It just made me think of
Scully.

Dedication - For everyone who's ever watched a Prairie thunderstorm.

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Raging Tempest
by Jadar Allyna.
Insurance_Broker@compuserve.com


At first there is silence 
   in the darkness 
   like the Earth is holding It's breath  
A single drop 
   a clear, sharp note 
   that echoes through the still air
The sound of the first drop grows 
   louder and louder 
   until it fills every space 
   and drums out a rhythm in my brain  
Then the wind comes 
   roaring through the trees
   defying everything and answering to no one  
In it's fury 
   it hits the rain and takes it on a mad dance
   swirling through the darkness  
A flash of lightning 
   a prelude to the uncontrollable outburst that is building
After a seemingly infinite wait 
   thunder crashes
The sky is pounding out the song of it's rage
It is scorned by the world below 
   quietly drinking up the rain 
   in it's own accepting way 
   unaffected as always by the chaos beating down apon it
The storm snarls at the cool ground's indifference 
   hurling the rain down to it 
   with all the strength it possesses
The storm's anger is my anger 
   as meaningless to the cold, unmoving earth 
   as I am to my world
Shrieking in helplessness
   it throws out it's final and greatest effort
   yet the ground mocks it
   even in all it's glory
In bitter defeat
   it fades away to the steady teardrops of it's failure
   hating the uncaring world as I do
   but hating itself more for giving in to it's weakness
The Earth goes on turning
   as It always has and always will 
   regardless of whether the storm and I remain or not.

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All comments greatly appreciated.  Even flames.  Go nuts.
Insurance_Broker@compuserve.com