The rain is falling down in a thick sheet; I can hear it drumming on the cracked pavement. It dies down and then renews its fury, much like the ebb and flow of water. I shudder to think of the consequences if the storm were to worsen.
A peal of thunder shakes the skies.
Lightning has struck.
I shudder because the elements are far more terrible than any thing we could come up with. They come and go, heedless of everything; they are what they are.
I shudder because there are things out there which are real, and they do not care what we think.
We have no idea.
Why did The Hound have such a profound effect on me? Because Bert and Ernie dabbled with things they did not understand, messed with forces they could not comprehend. They were stupid.
I make a point of staying away from those things; I’m only human, but I’m not that stupid.
care taken to avoid danger or mistakes
- Whence the Monster Came (theenigmaticmonsterproject.wordpress.com)