The Power of a Storm
The Power of a Storm Five years we called it home, safe beneath the sky. Then thunder roared, lightning struck, and the old oak fell. Wood cracked, walls caved, rain poured through the night. In moments, we were lost, adrift without a home. Six months passed, the storm faded, but we remained— standing, searching, starting again.
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