The storm does not fall from the sky,
it rises from the water,
climbing through the air like upside-down roots.
The sea is an electric field,
phosphorescent green, writhing
under waves of liquid magenta.
There is no lightning,
only bursts of data
that explode into impossible patterns.
The storm does not destroy:
it rearranges,
and in rearranging, it changes the world forever.
class T∑mpest_Ω:
def ini—t(self):
self.s†atic = "bl4ck_sea"
self.fl0w = ["▓neon_rip", "▒magenta_flood▒"]
self.pu1se = "bit_wind"
self.crash = 0
def ƒlash(self):
for frame in range(∞):
surge = self._wrath(frame)
surge += "///" + random.choice(self.fl0w)
if frame % 13 == 0:
print("//> lightning splits horizon <", surge)
if random() > 0.94:
self._drown_memory()
self.crash += 1
def _wrath(self,frame):
return f"wave_{frame}::chaos" # hear me roll
def _drown_memory(self):
# delete coordinates
self.s†atic = "null"
print("~~ coastline lost ~~")
storm = T∑mpest_Ω()
storm.ƒlash()