The weathering storm outside was full of thunder and lightning with rude gales of wind brooming the sea into raging waves. The ice inside the glass melted slowly before hitting the glass with a click as the opened book flipped another page.
The young man was sleeping on top of the bed alone. The blanket had embraced him to bring the much warmth that he needed, but the smile that was on his face was no more. His neutral face seemed unfazed and the quality of sleep he was getting didn't diminish even with the loud rage of the sky. The rain that hit the floor and the wind that blowout the curtains only brought about a serene feeling and calming sense to his unconscious mind.
