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I think Josh is trying to explain what's in his brain.... i think. every ones brain is strange, a world a images and feelings that no one else can imagine. Might as well give a go at my own brain.
Metal twists and burns, screaming under stress. Fire erupts, hundreds die.
The assault begins, fire streaks the sky. They are hundreds of miles off. One stands alone, facing the onslaught. She is a child, eighteen at most. The wind blows, her liquid silver hair streaks.
One hand outreached, ships implode. Slabs of metal can be heard, even from here, snapping. The barrel erupts, a lance of fire streaks forward. Impact is made, on nothing, the round is gone.
The earth splits, steam consumes billions. Flesh is vaporized, stone is melted. The clouds above gather in audience to the horror. The eyes of the sun look down one last time. Then the darkness that is crueler than fire descends. It is the end but for a few, who get to die slowly.
She punches through what does not exist, white fire lashing at her skin. The universe is torn.
Free time sucks. =/
Metal twists and burns, screaming under stress. Fire erupts, hundreds die.
The assault begins, fire streaks the sky. They are hundreds of miles off. One stands alone, facing the onslaught. She is a child, eighteen at most. The wind blows, her liquid silver hair streaks.
One hand outreached, ships implode. Slabs of metal can be heard, even from here, snapping. The barrel erupts, a lance of fire streaks forward. Impact is made, on nothing, the round is gone.
The earth splits, steam consumes billions. Flesh is vaporized, stone is melted. The clouds above gather in audience to the horror. The eyes of the sun look down one last time. Then the darkness that is crueler than fire descends. It is the end but for a few, who get to die slowly.
She punches through what does not exist, white fire lashing at her skin. The universe is torn.
Free time sucks. =/