Jenny provided the picture picture below as the prompt for this week's Centus. My response, of exactly 100 words, is below. Follow this link to Jenny's blog to read other responses.
“Oh, Momma, look. It’s going to storm. Maybe we’ll get some rain this time.”
With a weary sigh, she glanced to the west, watching the towering clouds and the menacing blackness sweep toward them.
“Oh, please,” said another of her offspring, “everything is so dry.”
Momma shivered in the wind. The storm was a double-edged sword; fire? or life-giving water?
Lightning cracked, followed by a thunderous boom. A wisp of flame erupted. A small plume of smoke made its way through the tree’s branches.
The tree embraced her offspring as her dry leaves curled and began to smolder.