A young couple walked through a verdant spring meadow. The woman's fire red hair caught and sparkled in the sunlight, and the man's dark hair blew in a slight breeze. A raven called sharply in the distance, three times. A lion roared, and there was a rumble of thunder. The woman shrieked. "The gods! They've come for me!"

He eyes closed and her head was thrown back. She started to levitate, rising higher and higher above the ground. Storm clouds gathered overhead, and the pleasant breeze became a roaring gale. Lightning flashed, illuminating the panic in the young man's eyes. "Gwyn!" he cried. "You have to control it! Control the storm!" With one hand he pulled his black jacket tighter and grabbed the folds of Gwyn's pale dress with the other. Desperately, he hung on.

"Aldrick!" Gwyn gasped, tears streaming down her face. "I can't!"

"You have to!" Aldrick shouted back. "Everything will be torn apart! You have to try! For us! For everything!"

Gwyn gasped again, and screamed. The raven and lion cried back, and shadowy figures danced in the gathering clouds. Rain pelted down on Aldrick as he drew his sword. "Go away!" he cried out to the heavens. "She wants to be here! I saved her! I won't let you take her back!"

Gwyn threw her arms wide, and columns of lightning rained down on the meadow. "Control the storm!" she chanted. "Control the storm!" With a final shriek of effort, a column of light pierced the heavens and struck the two young people, dispelling the Dark Gods. The lovers lay gasping for breath on the ground, hands clutched together.

And the skies cleared.

A/N: Okay, so this was a fic for my creative writing class. The assignment: write a story less than one page long. This one barely made it. It's not really supposed to make sense, but I don't think it's that bad. Feedback welcome.