The window seat overlooked waves crashing upon the rocks. Some days the wind blew by, making a whiffling sound. This certain seat was the only intriguing spot within the this mansion perched on a cliff in California. Tile floors and a neutral palette of color adorned this mansion. However, the windows told another story.
The next day, clouds billowed in the sky, increasing its mass as hours went by. Surfers took this opportunity to catch a ride before all broke loose. The ocean was a playground. As the wind whistled around the mansion, the remaining sunlight flickered through the clouds until darkness fell.
Now it was like sitting on the front row at an IMAX theater. Lighting danced in the sky and thunder roared immensely. The wind howled like a pack of wolves.
The next morning, day broke and everything was running on an even keel.