"Open your eyes, little hunter,"Thor's whisper pulled me out of my self-scrutiny. "Look at the storm you've conjured."
The funny thing was; storms comforted me. They made me feel peaceful, always had. It was as if when nature raged, I could finally be calm. You can't fight the weather, all you can do is ride it out. So, I could relax because all the nasties out there were most likely running for cover too. Storms were like a vacation for me. A way for the Universe to say Take a breather. The sound of thunder, the feel of moisture beading on my skin, and Thor's lips tingling against my cheek; they all served to calm me. I let go of my anxiety and opened my eyes.
I could barely see the others through the heavy mist cocooning Thor and me. Little sparks lit the clouds sporadically, and I rea
