Ominousness

Okay, I don't know if that's even a word or not, but if it isn't, it should be.

Anywho, It's really ominous outside right now.

My dog was running back and forth across the front yard, going crazy.

So, I opened the front door to see why he was acting so strange.

Nothing.

Then I looked up and saw this:

My camera is broken, so I grabbed my phone and ran outside in my bare

feet.

Wind ran its fingers through my hair, and blew through my clothing,

chilling me to the bone. My neighbor was shouting to someone else.

My dog was going crazy.

Leaves skittered past.

Clouds raced across the sky.

An eerie Celtic song wafted from my computer and through the screen door,

giving me chills.

It was one of those moments when it feels like anything could happen.

Like when the main character at the beginning of an

action/adventure/fantasy novel finds the thing that starts the story.

An ancient key or map, secret room, or portal. You never know what'll

happen.

The last time I saw clouds move that fast, there was almost a tornado in

my neighborhood(but that's a different story for another time).

Thankfully, these clouds weren't spinning or appearing to tumble over

each other. No, they were just tinged with pinkish orange.

These are the other pictures I took: