As I arrive at the pastoral hamlet of Fell’s Run, I look back with disquietude towards the Lorkrata Hills and across the rugged mountains beyond at the curious storm raging high above the Doomcrag.  Dark and dread clouds spread like a black flag from its summit, mustering malice with booming thunder, whilst bolts of crimson lightening cleft the gloom sky and cast a bloody flush across the firmament.

S.K