Skeletons of houses loomed around me, their broken faces screaming in pain from the torture that they had had to endure and the murders they'd has to witness. Everything around me was bathed in the death of the dim light we had been left with. the life sucked out of it and the beauty stripped from it. The world was cast in shadow, but I had the light that served as my shield, which elongated those shadows into deathly fingers that only made the world look more forgotten.
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