There was nothing but devastatingly dead, white silence. The loudest thing he had ever heard, it shattered his ears and his heart.
Grief and rage flashed out of Zephyros, manifested in an instantaneous killer storm over the bay. Winds tore at the sky, rain and hail pummeled the earth. Waterspouts spiraled up from the surface, dancing, stalking, sucking up everything in their paths.
By one of the bridge's concrete footings, something bobbed on the surface.
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