We confront our own Disastrous creation and We deny it’s ours.
If you predicted The world would end in flame, Congratulations. (Photo of Portland’s skies from reddit)
Spurned and burned And turned from the One for whom you yearn
If there was a time When I called you mine, why can I not remember?
Shamshael descended to the earth wreathed in fire, slamming into the town square. He raised the flaming sword above his head. The crowd surrounding him
The dust hissed with the first rain drops. Sam watched the darkening earth from beneath the bridge which had been his home for weeks, feeling