Final Storm Prophacy

Of tempests unyielding, skies in constant hold. Windswept chaos, relentless and vast, An everlasting tempest, destined to last.
Dark clouds gather, thunder roars in the night, The Eternal Storm's fury, an unending fight. A prophecy foretells of skies never clear, Where lightning dances, an eternal frontier.
No calm shall come, no peace to find, The storm's wrath unbroken, relentless and blind.
In the eternal tempest's ceaseless roar, A future cloaked in tempests, forevermore.
Yet hidden within this prophecy's dread, A glimmer of hope, a thread to be tread. For those who seek through the thunder's might, A path to end the storm's unyielding blight.
In the heart of chaos, a secret may lay, To quell the storm's fury, to brighten the day. The prophecy's mystery, its secrets untold, Reveals the key to calm, as the tale unfolds.

Type

Report, Incident