Piper watched Molly stumble towards the stormy sea, her clothes sliding off her haphazardly. Molly's breath caught in her throat with each painful breath. She needed release, she needed freedom. Only the waves pounding the shore could give her that.
Thunder rumbled in the distance, making the ground tremble with anticipation. The smell of rain trickled through the air and a billowing wind rustled the bushes and tumble weeds. A storm was coming and I wouldn't miss it for the world.