The anticipation of the storm and the anxiety spreads in the space. Black clouds cover the sky, it is not clear whether it is day or already night. Only field daisies glow like fireflies. The sun hasn't set yet. The daisies turned their heads helplessly to the place where the sun had just shone, but it is no longer there. They remember about its gentle rays, which left their imprint on their petals so similar to rays …