The Eye of the Storm - Storyteller

Suddenly they awoke.

The wind was getting stronger, and snow was beginning

To fall.

«Looks like

There’s a storm coming» someone said.

Oh, how right they were.

In a matter

Of minutes the sky was

Covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning ripped the sky and the wind

Had now fully grown

Into a storm

Just as they were planning on seeking shelter among the trees they were

Suddenly attacked from

The sky.

Someone was aiming the lightning at them in attempt to stop our

Brave travelers once and

For all.

There was no time to waste.

They had to find shelter, or they would

Be caught in the eye

Of the storm.

So run, run as fast as you can as the dark comes for your

Soul

Snow, is falling so white and cold

The wind is growing in strength and in rage

The sky that once was so clear

Is now toning over our heads

The sense of magic is in the air

Can it be the work of the magic book?

Or just by the powers of nature

All that we know is that we just can’t stay

Or we’ll be caught in the eye of the storm

So run, run away

As fast as you can

To escape from the shadows

We need to find shelter

A place we can hide

From the eye of the storm

So run, run away…

There, far away in the mountain hall

Maybe there’s somewhere we can hide

With thunder and lighting above us

We’re running as hard as we can

Hunted by the magic of the damned

Can it be the work of the magic book?

Or just by the powers of nature

All that we know is that we just can’t stay

Or we’ll be caught in the eye of the storm

So run, run away…

Can it be the work of the magic book?

Or just by the powers of nature

All that we know is that we just can’t stay

Or we’ll be caught in the eye of the storm

So run, run away…