Inspiration Anthology 22a.pdf

Storm
Inspired by ‘Storm’ by Vivaldi
Calm. Peace between the sea and the sky. Harmony uniting the rippling waves and rough jagged rocks.
The eye of the tempest. Before the storm. A silver crack through the ebony sky, closely followed by the
earth trembling rumble of thunder, signaling the beginning of a new era. An age of war.
What started in silence was now raging in battle as the heavens opened, lashing the rough waves with
hail and sleet, a howling gale whips the trees while sand is thrust into the tumultuous whirlwind.
Nothing is still or silent and looks as if it never had been. Everything was twisting and twirling, whistling
and wailing; blurring together the sea, sky and sand until everything was unrecognizable. Far away in
the distance, a beam of light shines steadily through the sea spray, like a ray of hope desperately trying
to disperse the darkness. Shouts and hollers from people in the town nearby can be heard over the
crashing of waves as people desperately try to find shelter from the unforgiving weather. Sea spray
collides with the jagged rocks, which stood like warriors, rising above the wrathful waters. Creek… A
tree which stands as a line of first defense sways dangerously, leaning, reaching for support from its
fellow soldiers which stood tall and proud, struggling but holding its own courageously against storm
which seemed to have calmed ever so slightly.
With a final crack of lightning which forked
through the starless night, the howling of the
wind abruptly halted. As if deterred by the
lightning which seemed to be sent to bring
peace once again to the battered sea front.
Waves still crashed against the rocks and cliff
face but with less severity, as if it had lost all
will power and energy within the space of
seconds.
Once again it was calm, as if nothing ever
happened. Something did happen however and
that was shown by the fallen branches, leaf
covered sand littered with fish and seaweed. I
know I should end with a full stop but I want to
end with a semicolon instead, in hopes that this
is not the end and just the start of new times.
Times where peace can once again be found
and hope can rule anew.
By Irina E
By Abigail H (Year 10)