City Storm Acrostic

Crackling thunder echoed across the sky

In the sea, waves began to rock.

The unlikely prince looked up at the elf

"You're right,"he said, "I'm not the oncoming storm."


Suddenly a roar traveled over the atmosphere.

The others froze in shock, confusion becoming them.

Over the noise, he spoke again, "I'm the calm before the storm."

Raging fire blazed into the clouds, a vengeful beast breaking from it's chains.

Malice spear men shifted their eyes towards the sky beneath their helmets.