Silence sheltered from dusk to dawn. The wild beings were migrating into the ghosted town. Time took a break. In bright green, nature reincarnated. Hell and Heaven overcrowded. The reaper himself considered retirement. Need of paper outweighed the need of eats. Mortals preyed upon their kind. Buried or Burned never mattered anymore. Boon of the planet to curse for the race. Mother Earth healed. In the expense of her kids.
Rtr. Sharan Balasubramaniam
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