Dark Clouds On The Horizon.

he looked to the heavens - and saw only shadow.

the dark clouds gathered themselves, amidst the impending storm

they seemed to whisper to him through the wind - "you'll never get abck in time, technomancer. not while we're here."

the darm clouds leered through the darkened sky.

the technomancer quickened his pace - he only had one shot at this. his stride widened and his pace accelerated. he couldn't afford to lose this.

the technomancer had made a fatal error - he left his personal shielding system back at the Guild.

around the technomancer, the wind howled as if in mourning, and the leaves swirled around haplessly in the winds of the storm. all around him, the villagers were panicking; they ran frantically towards and past the technomancer, away from the source of terror..

but the technomancer walked on, against all odds and toward the entity that drove fear deep into any normal being's heart.

".. Non Timebo Mala.."

he did not fear.

the first faint drops of water alerted his senses - they shot from the heavens like an arrow into his eye. he blinked, and started running toward his destination.

he was close, and yet not close enough. he was running out of time.

he entered the contraption the laymen called a "elevator", and ascended to his humble abode. the dark clouds began to amass into a huge mass of darkness and shadow - the spell was almost complete.

the technomancer sprang into action - expertly bringing in that which was left out to dry, and he repeated it time and time again until none were left - his job was complete. he sat down, breathing and trying to regain his stamina.

the winds wailed and thrashed against the windows, and the rain fell like liquid fire from the heavens.. but they did not get what they sought.

the technomancer had won.

as the storm raged, the technomancer summoned his port-a-brolly and activated it. he stepped out of his dwelling, and stared at the dark clouds. 

they could not harm him now.

he wearily started the long journey back to the guild, while the rain pelted him left and right.

although he was physically tired, the small victory he had against the Storm strengthened him, and gave him the confidence to face his next battle - 

another day of paperwork awaited.