Let the storm come more violently.

Gorky's Haiyan

The vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning.

One moment its wings touched the waves, the other moment it flew straight to the dark clouds, and it cried-in the brave cry of birds, the dark clouds heard joy.

In this cry-full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory.

Seagulls groaned before the storm came-moaned and flew over the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm into the depths of the sea.

The sea duck also groaned. They, sea ducks, can't enjoy the joy of fighting in life: the roaring thunder scares them.

Stupid penguins timidly hide their fat bodies under the cliff ... only arrogant petrels fly bravely and freely on the foam sea!

Dark clouds are getting darker and lower, pressing against the sea, while the waves are singing and rushing to the sky to meet the thunder.

Thunder rumbled. Waves cry in angry water droplets, fighting against strong winds. You see, the strong wind set off layers of huge waves tightly, hurled them violently onto the cliff, and smashed these large jadeites into dust and foam.

Haiyan cried and flew, like black lightning, like an arrow through the dark clouds, and its wings swept up the water droplets of the waves.

Look, it flies like an elf-a proud, black storm spirit-it's laughing, it's howling ... it's laughing at those dark clouds, it's cheering!

This sensitive elf, from the rage of thunder, has long heard that he is sleepy. He is convinced that dark clouds can't cover the sun, yes, they can't!

The wind roared past ... thunder roared ...

Piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burn on the bottomless sea. The sea catches the sword light of lightning and puts it in its own abyss. These lightning shadows are like salamanders, winding and floating on the sea, fleeting.

"The storm! A storm is coming! "

This is the brave Haiyan, flying proudly in the lightning; This is the prophet of victory shouting:

── Let the storm come more violently!