Written in response to prompt for: V.J.’S WEEKLY CHALLENGE #43: RAIN
…and the rain inundated the whole plain, urging the wild to search higher ground. Entangled in the snare of a swift current the barn fell, planks and beams stripped from the hold.
Impotent witness to the deluge the rain swiftly engulfed me thrusting my body to the bottom of the muddy plain.
Rain retained dominance.