A storm brewing on the horizon
A lonely acacia tree on the savanna and a storm brewing in the distance. It’s a hot, late afternoon in the savanna and the only sound is the rustle of the grasses as the wind picks up. The acacia tree stands lonely and motionless against the darkening sky. A storm is brewing.
The air is thick with humidity and electricity as the first bolts of lightning split the sky. The thunder echoes across the plains, announcing the arrival of a powerful storm. The rain comes down hard, pounding on the dry earth like drums.
The Masai Mara is transformed into a sea of rushing water, carrying away everything in its path. The trees bow down under the weight of the water, their roots no match for the force of nature. The animals flee to higher ground, seeking shelter from the storm.
In moments, it’s all over.