A Storm from the North The sky darkens. The wind shifts. You look up, and there—on the horizon—a storm like no other begins to rise. A great cloud, churning with fire , rolls toward you, consuming itself in endless flames. Flashes of lightning crack through the darkness, splitting the heavens with raw power. It is not a normal storm. It is alive. It pulses, moves, burns with an otherworldly force. The brightness at its core is almost too much to bear— a glow like molten metal , radiating from within the fire. This is no mere tempest. This is the arrival of the glory of the Lord. Creatures in the Fire Your heart pounds. Suddenly, out of the fire, figures emerge —not men, not beasts, but something beyond comprehension. Four living creatures. Each one stands tall, their bodies like blazing bronze. Their presence is overwhelming, not of this world. You strain to see them more clearly, but the sight before you is unlike anything your mind can grasp. Each creature has four faces. The face ...