It was all around,
The fire of the mighty giant.
She was burning, the poor thing.
With a crash much louder than thunder,
She had departed,
Gently into the darkness.
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My Last Dream
Historia CortaThe world has changed. Life as everyone knows it falls into chaos. And who's to blame? Or maybe, rather, what's to blame?
Sky Fires
It was all around,
The fire of the mighty giant.
She was burning, the poor thing.
With a crash much louder than thunder,
She had departed,
Gently into the darkness.
