They said before the tsunami hit the asian shores, the ocean was suddenly as still as a mill pond, calm and graceful. Everything went eerily quiet, birds stopped chirping, palm trees ceased to sway, the summer breeze froze.
People stood and gazed out to the vast, wide open water, sparkling in the sunlight. They squinted with one eye, shaded by their lifted palms and pondered over the atmosphere around them which seemed to shift in energy.
The ocean inhaled itself inside out, it's wave rose into a threatening liquid monster, the tide ripped and screamed mercilessly. And then, the earth shattering wave struck at full force and destroyed everything in it's path. There were no survivors. Least not any in it's immediate proximity.
And the world changed, forever.
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