Clouds drifted high above, heavy with torment, unleashing their sorrow upon the earth below.
The rain fell in violent sheets, as if vying with the scorching sun for dominance over the sky, its heavy pelts drumming against rooftops.
Lightning slithered across the heavens, lashing out with crackling fury, while thunderclaps rolled in sudden bursts, startling the unprepared and shaking the very air.
A jagged bolt struck one of the metallic railway tracks suspended high above the ground. Yet before it could make impact, it collided with a transparent dome, one that only revealed itself upon contact.
For a fleeting moment, shimmering runes rippled across its surface, looking like glinting lights in the air, before fading once more into invisibility.
No one could truly comprehend the sheer number of lives and infrastructures that had been saved by the existence of these protective domes, scattered across most of the continent.
