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Untitled
The night sky.
silent.
still.
It was minding its own business.
It was calm.
IT WAS BROKEN.
The sky tore open.
Silence shattered.
Calmness WAS MADNESS.
It flew across the once dark sky, tearing and clawing its way forward. From behind it was an endless bright light.
Everything, in the blades of grass looked at it envelope the scene before it.
Solitude was replaced with fear.
All the "drawing power" did was look back and chuckle as all life began to flee like an ant hill.
Impending doom.
Its what this power brought.
It headed straight for the earth and then
blast.
Blasts of light and energy pulsated as debris shot upward from the earth.
It was then shot outward.
Everything was vaporized.
And the aftermath was so beautiful. A perfect mushroom had formed. Fallout fell like snow.
And the light vanished.
and so
The night sky.
silent.
still.
calm.
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