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After the cataclysm, many people were left without homes, power, transportation, and many were left without their lives. A man challenged the gods, they retaliated. As vengeful wrath was lain upon the land, mother nature was even taken aback. Rivers flowed backward, froze in temperate climes, one river even spontaneously burst into flames. As those caught in between were running, they left behind them all that was normal and good in their individual worlds. Many were cut down like grass as fire rained from the heavens, the ground shook, floods destroyed and the sky turned black as night at full noon. Much of the worlds population was lost during that seige. Xanda and Kris were all that was left of what was once a thriving community of twenty thousand.
"Where is everyone?" asked Kris.
"I don't know," Xanda said. "There aren't even bodies left. The rubble should be strewn with bodies."
"I guess when you have the power to wipe out a world's population you have the power to clean up after yourself."
This is another tale I will leave unfinished. If you want to read more or find out what happens next...
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10/11/2005 7:31 pm
I like it. I would keep going.|