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Thunderous sounds seemed faint in my mind as fear paralyzed me.
Flames cascading from the destruction illuminated my assailant.
Dirty sky filled with refuse spun violently.
Unyielding wind gusts hit my pale face like tiny walls of concrete.
Some call it a marvel, some disaster.
I call it, my fate.
Flames cascading from the destruction illuminated my assailant.
Dirty sky filled with refuse spun violently.
Unyielding wind gusts hit my pale face like tiny walls of concrete.
Some call it a marvel, some disaster.
I call it, my fate.
This is my entry to the STORM lit contest [link]
This was hard to express such emotion and raw nature in only 50 words, but I enjoyed doing this.
I hope you like it.
This was hard to express such emotion and raw nature in only 50 words, but I enjoyed doing this.
I hope you like it.
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