Wonderment

I heard it first. Faint and constant. Growing louder with each laboured step I took. It seemed as though this noise was inside my own head. 

A cooling breeze blew in leaving little moist droplets resting on my skin.

A fresh, soothing scent washed away the musky air. 

The murmur was now a roar. 

My parched tongue and throat were relieved by the mist, making it easier to swallow. 

My Heart was thumping in my chest, competing with the now pounding, crashing clamouring near by. 

Wisps of hair danced around my face and tiny bumps appeared on my arms.

Suddenly it appeared, looming over. Stretching into the blinding light. Spitting forth with each eruption. Offering rations of it's bounty amid warnings of it's fury.