The city is in ashes. The embers still glow, and flames still eat away at towers. There is nothing left as the ashes blow around. No one is left to save it. To think that it would come to this...the horrible end of humanity. Only a few survived, yet every city they have been to is destroyed. The flames chase them out, and embers fall in their hair. Ashes cover the world like blackened snow. There is no hope. There is no salvation. There is no going back. The world we know is gone. Only one city remains. There is always one...but it will slowly be eaten away by fire, acid, and rot. If only we could stop this....but there is no one left to stop it. The city looks so pretty as it dies in the same disaster as the others. Oh look. There's another one. Do you want to burn it with me?
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Kari's Drabbles
General FictionA collection of things I've written in the past. Most of these are on Deviant art, but I'm going to post them here as well.
