The Hand of Nature.

50-word story:

It slid over the horizon, pushing itself against the sunset. The bleeding orange hues of the sky intertwining with sickly blues.

The world froze before it, unable to escape its curling hand of fate. It swept down upon them, in roaring, deadly beauty.

The tsunami broke itself against the shore.

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