Evan Simmons

Evan Simmons

The calming waves gently crashed into the rocks at a slow relaxing pace. When suddenly... A storm rose. As vicious as a tiger catching and ripping his prey to shreds. Suddenly it all went dark. The lighthouse’s beam shone for over a mile and was the only thing you could see. Straight after that the lightning struck. Flashing in different positions each second, it was all you could see within cold rainy night. Th rocks at the bottom of the lighthouse was eroded with colossal, angry waves that only meant to attack. The towering, now thin, rock holding up the lighthouse looked that with one more crash from a wave would cut it in half and the lighthouse would collapse. The grey musty clouds hanging from the sky looked as if they was much more rain to come.