Self Destruction. Comments

Curtains of pitch black embers engulf the clouds as blood red lightning screeches across the midnight sky.
Screams of anguish ooze out from a desolate, tattered building, wrapped in smokey ash colored vines.
The deserted, depressed ghost town seemed to pulsate with its own silence,
A deafening surge of the absence of sound so heavy that it appeared to suffocate your ears.
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