The Narrative And How (Not) To Pursue It

It was a dark and stormy night. But nights usually are (dark). Or darker than days, anyway. And storms are known for being stormy. Which is why they're called storms. So what was so special about this particular dark and stormy night? It was no darker than any other dark night. Or, at least, not especially so. And the storm no more stormy. Nor did either have the potential, separately or together, of becoming darker and / or stormier. The night was, by no means, the darkest of dark nights. And the same could be said of the storm. It not being the stormiest of storms. All one can honestly say, then, is that this was a moderately dark and somewhat stormy night. The night being dark enough to be called dark. As opposed to light. And the storm having met the minimum requirements one might expect, of a storm, in order to descibe it as stormy. And, although the darkness of the night showed no sign of darkening further it was, by definition, dark, (not light). Dark requiring an absence of light. Or, more precisely, less light than day. And night not day. A night being the period of time between sunset and sunrise. How stormy the storm was depends on the frequency of lightning strikes and, some might argue, the ferocity of any accompanying wind, as well as the force with which any rain fell. Suffice to say all three were sufficiently frequent, ferocious, and forceful. There can be no objection, therefore, to the veracity of the previously stated, and perfectly reasonable, conclusion that it was - A dark and stormy night. The following day could not have been more different. The morning sky at dawn being bright and clear.....