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Post by Lati on Aug 16, 2012 9:40:34 GMT -8
Title :: Ruins Author Notes :: Really short one this time. More on description and the story of destruction.
Rush of winds, screams, yelps, death.
Blood, gone with the wind, twisting and turning into a cyclone of horror and wreck. Nobody could have foreseen this disaster.
Crash, screams again, silence.
Mother Nature's anger is short, but destructive all the same. A murder with no judgement, for why can't she kill all of them even if they hadn't done anything to her except being a species called humans?
Red, red, red everywhere.
Splattered in broken houses, torn down walls. Like in every type of anger, even Mother Nature had hurt herself, trees ripped from their spot and crashed through rocks and stones.
Trails of red followed the hurricane that disappeared, dark red to nothing.
Only one color covered the ground, the walls, the sky. Red.
And midst of it all, a lime green deck chair remains.
A contrast, a reminder.
A warning.
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Post by THE TRUE JIN on Aug 16, 2012 16:43:22 GMT -8
updated + 20 points. Please update your points tracker.
I think it was Mol who did the same prompt as you. Same prompt, but entirely different approach. I like it!
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