It is very lonely, a dark image.
The eight cups is about leave-taking. It is a state of being, and a cautionary tale regarding remembering that past which must be left behind. The lifelessness in the tree limbs call out to speak of the bankruptcy of looking to what you do not have.
The flat horizon, unchanging, reminds you that there is no cheese down the memory tunnel in this case. As a friend once said,
"It's ok to look back, just don't stare".
I believe the storm alludes to the danger of further inactivity, that we don't get to dwell in sad reflection without consequence. Time to move.
When you draw this card, go jogging. Do something. Look forward. This is not a place where you want to remain. That sky is indeed a slice of a better place, but this storm here and now is to be dealt with: move, get shelter.
I also love some of the darkness in this deck. Gaze on this, take it in, and avoid further confrontation of this energy later. You are invited on drawing this baby to get the message through the cards, not through repetition in life.