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May 20, 2009 Far over the tree line the jet stream made a handsome line across the sky. The birds of the forest sang and in a bog miles down from the two horses there were a few frogs sitting still and waiting for something. The evening took a long time to enter but when it did it arrived fast and its fashion was strong and confident. Thousands of ants had been working in amongst the trees and dirt, the leaves and bushes. The sounds of large posts being driven in the ground could be heard in the distance, and this was the work of man. It was a parking lot that was being built. Soon cricket songs and a while after that a fierce wind filled the atmosphere. Rains came, and battered away at everything for hours. Trees cracked and streams overflowed. The jet stream was long gone but it was when the jet stream had been there a first drop of rainwater could be felt, the drop that started in its own way the all night storm. ------------ About the Author: For more of Brian's short stories, visit his website: http://www.freewebs.com/storyandstory/. Email Brian Barbeito: Brian1750@Hotmail.com Comment on this article here! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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