All is calm…all is dark…the moon is not visible and the wind is unsettling. Silence irradiates all noise, stillness controls the trees, and the flashes of light glaring out of the clouds are immediately consumed by its surroundings. This Darkness overcomes all light, the silence is gone and the stillness no longer exists. The branches are thrashing and the wind is howling and  the air is blasting. Mistakes have been made, the corruption of the world is causing this destruction. It’s waited for awhile to see if we changed or not, who would of guessed our pollution caused such a disaster. We relaxed, We made our graves in our own mess, but who would of guessed when it is always quiet before the storm…