We felt the wind and dust sting across our cheeks. Ice and water were pelting against us, shredding what we have tried too hard to preserve. The smoke suffocated us, its fumes slithering down our choking throats. Our ears were ringing from the screams and cries encompassing us.
Then, silence.
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Risen
Short StoryWith these four chapters, Genocide, Desolation, Fear and Hope, this short story illustrates a short, but vivid tale of a creature who rises from a graveyard of death and grief to somewhere better, called Hope. Alone, the creature embraces their wors...
