CCS Contest - Clouds in the sky

Clouds anchor the sky softly hissing rain in mist and sink where bones rot after death! A wind carries a heavy smell, the smell of dead flesh. Over the dried iris eyelids no longer weigh! Witches with ugly giggles cut the darkness of the night. An owl stares anxiously under the veil of death. Darkness, lightning and thunder, a cloud, a ghostly forest, silent footsteps, crumbling earth claws scraping bark. You feel strength, then you cry, is it for the last time? Shadows disappear, a voice far away in the fog is a terrible laugh! Far in the sky, a raging whirlwind burns the sun with anger, and the bats breathe quietly, their heads full of blood roar!