[Honey]

He could hear the rumbling of the thunder in the distance, and a glance to the sky earned him a flash of lightning that tore the sky in two pieces as if it had been dropped and shattered like a piece of glass. In a moment the sky righted itself once more before the tremble of the resounding thunder tore him in two instead. Already the waves were growing strong and could be heard as well as seen as they crashed against the rocky cliffs that peaked out into the ocean, which only deflected the water as a white mist.

The multitude of sounds that echoed through the air and over the sea sent a rough shudder through him, and it nearly made him drop his plate into the sink or to the floor where it would have broken as the sky did, though it would not be mended. He made the decision that he would finish up the dishes before the storm got any worse lest he break any of the dishes or leave any soiled ones in the sink to be cleaned once the rain passed.

He nearly jumped out of his skin as he felt the soft caress of his cat winding between his legs in a search for food or attention, and he could only assume both with the soft meow the older cat gave him. Looking out the windows once again to see the thousands of ripples that bounced off of the surface of the water as the rain began to fall, he decided to batten the window down with the old weathered shutters before closing the window and seeking refuge with the cat in the old cellar.