Clouds
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Fantasy
When this world ends, wether it goes boom or bang or blast and everything disintegrates. The birds, bees, grass and trees wilt and die, the only thing to still be alive on this earth are the clouds. So what if it ends, what have we got to live for? -------------------------------------------- Thomas, Toby, April and Cristopher are all trainee pilots with not much to give, or so they think. These teenagers have always dreamt of flying planes or even living in the clouds, but what they never expected was to be given the chance to go higher. -------------------------------------------- Viewer Disclaimer: I am getting some ideas from Voltron (a really cool cartoon FYI), obviously without copying the actual script or events (I'm changing them). Please enjoy. Disclaimer: I do NOT own Voltron.
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If we stayed there any longer, we would have died. Earth was no longer our home, but instead a barren waste land from which we had to escape. Its calm blue oceans were replaced by big empty pits, and the green grass which used to cover our planet has now died, leaving all ground we tread on brown. The sun was getting too close to earth. It was going to explode soon, meaning we would have to leave. Either that, or die on what we called home. Not everyone left, not everyone was saved, but most of us are here in our new home. It's a huge space station called 'Earth Resides'. All of us who made it here, though, refer to it as our last resort. My names Mia. I've been here nine years. And I know the truth. ------------ Project Constellations

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