A Storm Over the Mediterranean Sea

A personal reflection on the dramatic power of nature and the timeless dance between the storm and the sea.

The afternoon air was a canvas painted with shades of a coming storm. The sky, once a brilliant Mediterranean blue, had bled into a bruised purple, and the clouds on the horizon gathered like a conspiracy. A strange stillness settled over the world, a silence that felt heavy and expectant. I stood at the end of the pier, a solitary figure watching the d…