And the lightning danced to the drums of thunder.

It was a phenomenal sight for me.

That night, I stayed up just to watch the storm dye the sky a deep velvet while the raindrops fall deafening onto any surfaces they can find. And the lightning danced to the drums of thunder. It danced ferociously, intensely, making the story of the Indian god Shiva Nataraja almost believable.

乱舞の雷, digital.