Written by Emily Harstone | January 27, 2017
It was here they survived, hid away.
Foreboding darkness draped the lone homestead
“GET IN THE STORM CELLAR NOW!”
Darkness covered the land. The end.
A the thunder rolled, on and on.
Shadow silently consumed the fields of gold.
Darkness was the only road left.
Incredibly, magically, the rains finally came.
The dense night choked out time.
Descending spaceships make skies Into mudpools.
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It was here they survived, hid away.
Foreboding darkness draped the lone homestead
“GET IN THE STORM CELLAR NOW!”
Darkness covered the land. The end.
A the thunder rolled, on and on.
Shadow silently consumed the fields of gold.
Darkness was the only road left.
Incredibly, magically, the rains finally came.
The dense night choked out time.
Descending spaceships make skies
Into mudpools.