On his way home, Flynn stops walking. Green eyes look curiously at the ground as his shadow fades. Head lifts up and back as he peers toward the sky. Volcanic clouds rolling in fast and heavy, ash falling like snow across the land.

An old piece of mine that I still love, despite all that's wrong with it. From around early 2010 methinks...

Flynn is a character of mine from In Dire Straits forum: http://dires.org/index.php