La Danse des Éléments.
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Last published Fri, Nov 16, 2018
Le feu brûle les contrées, ce n'est plus un secret pour chacun, c'est un fait, une réalité. On essaye de se souvenir des temps heureux, des rires, des sourires, du soleil qui vient caresser la peau, des après-midis tranquilles à se balader dans les grands jardins du palais. Mais ces moments-là s'oublient, ils s'oublient, parce que tout ce qui vient à l'esprit, c'est le nuage étouffant de flammes qui s'empare de la capitale. Des pleurs et des cris, des enfants qui s'affaissent aux pieds d'individus impuissants. C'est alors là que le peuple se questionne, qu'il se demande pourquoi, comment en sont-ils arrivés là ? Comment ont-ils pu laisser une telle nation prendre un contrôle si énorme sur le reste du monde. C'est trois nations contre une, qui s'écrasent pourtant, face à la suprématie des flammes. On se demande si le monde va finir ainsi, s'il va s'écraser, s'essouffler à cause du feu ravageur. On se demande si ça ne serait pas mieux de mourir, parce qu'il n'y a de toute façon aucune autre échappatoire.
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