Nature can be foreboding, and also a place to find dangerous acidic springs, which unfortunately is what Colin Nathaniel Scott discovered in 2016 at Yellowstone National Park.
What we are doing in the process is exchanging the pain of remembering the difficult past for a sense of foreboding around the future; the catastrophe we fear is going to happen has already happened.
The boughs were tossing heavily above their heads; while one solemn old tree groaned dolefully to another, as if telling the sad story of the pair that sat beneath, or constrained to forebode evil to come.
Without taking away her hand, she looked eagerly in his face, not quick to forebode evil, but unavoidably conscious that the state of the family had changed since her departure, and therefore anxious for an explanation.