Trees swayed in the overwhelming winds. Leaves rustled and flew away from their producers. That was the only noise that could be heard in the small area of Creakcity.
It's been two months since it all happened. Since the ground beneath them began to crack and split. Since the power went out and the panic came in.
Panic. Fear. Those forces can do wonders to the human mind. People will turn to any shred of hope if they think the world is ending. That is fascinating. People turn to science and logic. Some people choose not to believe it at all. Some want their last moments to be the best. And some people turn to gods to save them.
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General FictionA W.I.P Why is the cover photo sideways? Anyways, it's just a random picture I took, lol. I'm not marking it as "mature," but there will be serious scenes along with possible triggers. Be warned. - Non-Sexual Nudity - Violence - Soft Gore It sounds...
