[post_page_title]A storm brewing[/post_page_title]
Ewa continued to calmly soar around the mountain ridge over the savannah; she had around 12 miles until touchdown. However, something in front of Ewa started to ring alarm bells. She saw dark ominous storm clouds in front of her, and if she was to avoid them, she would have to think fast. Ewa was an highly-experienced paraglider, and she had dodged storm clouds like these before.
She remained calm and composed. However, the weather was turning rapidly – the storm clouds grew humongous around her, with Ewa soon realizing she was being engulfed into the center. She was succumbing to fear, but if she was to survive, she had to remain strong. Ewa was now surrounded by an enormous cumulonimbus cloud – dark, cold, dangerous, and 12 miles wide.
