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I looked up in the sky and saw black war ships invade my shores. Their black flags raised at half mass to symbolize the destruction that will soon appear. I saw the captain perch its head over the deck to look down on the land he shall soon claim. The rest of the armada moved in behind filling the sky with complete darkness as they drop anchor on my shore. I can hear them readying the canons in the hull, the clumsy deckhands dropping the canon balls causing loud bangs from over head. Soon they drop down lanterns splitting the sky in lit lines. I shelter myself as the first bang flies through the sky, and the fragments of the blast drops on my head.
I grab my jacket and scramble to my car as the wreckage continues to drop from overhead. The aqua bombs still fall shattering on the streets and buildings as people scatter around to find shelter.
I sit inside and try to drown out the sounds coming from outside, my day is now ruined, I hate the rain.
I grab my jacket and scramble to my car as the wreckage continues to drop from overhead. The aqua bombs still fall shattering on the streets and buildings as people scatter around to find shelter.
I sit inside and try to drown out the sounds coming from outside, my day is now ruined, I hate the rain.