when it rains, only ash falls.
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It's been a long time since the war ended. now only a scarred earth remains.
The cities are roamed by groups of survivors, running low on every type of supply.
farms don't grow crops anymore, and the soil is filled with ash.
the clouds are heavy and the sun rarely gets through. All I have left now is what is left of my family.
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