It started a bright clear day, a great day for a hike. Not long into my walk, the first ominous clouds appeared. Wind whipped up and I could hear the beginning of rumbling.
I knew the dangers of being out in a storm but shelter was at hand, an old settler’s cottage long abandoned. With rain pelting down and lightning flashing across the sky now close, I entered the gloom.
A flash, the noise, my eyes nearly blinded, an apparition appeared. A spinning woman, a ghost from the past, she smiled as she faded. What tricks had the storm played?
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