The End
"A barren, scarred world; nothing but the solemn hymns of the wind left here. Withered, decayed trees; silently creaking and cracking beneath the wind and time. Pillars? Spears? What they were no longer matters, all they do now is dot the hazy landscapes. A dull orange sun peers down through the haze upon the barren wastes, no care, no sorrow, just and unending stare casting a sickly color upon the world. And beneath the uncaring sun, a titanic corpse, hung upon the structures, ancient, sun-bleached banners weakly flap in the wind... Lit by ominous horizons..."
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| Picture of the Day | 10/25/2023 |
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