Mukato Water Gods_The Commander_Whims of Nature_Apocalypse No
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Mukato Water Gods
Makato finished preparing herself for her coronation as the local sun goddess of Kunio City, after reaching legal age.This is her heavenly dress made of small clouds shimmering with Crystal Ice and what about her diamond necklace shimmering with stars while mediated by a bright crimson star and the small crown that will decorate Makato's head is different this time with its bright golden color decorated with remnants of lightning mediated by a medium-sized star in a unique crystal color."Here you are my love, the day of your coronation as a local goddess, I hope that your years of training wi...
The Commander
This isn’t a normal apocalyptic scenario. We spent years preparing for zombies, robots, aliens etc. We don’t even know what this is though. Every so often, we see a mass of people, mostly teenagers and young adults with very view older people, just walking in straight lines. They have no expression on their face. No intent. They appeared to be in a trance. Some skip, some run, some walk backwards, but always in a straight line, never turning. When they reach a building or structure that blocks their way, a piece of it disappears, just big enough to let them walk through without trouble...
Whims of Nature
The air is oppressive this morning, every thing seems to still. Calmness invades the surroundings to the point of apathy. Lethargy takes over my being. I can’t muster the energy to do my chores. I listlessly wander out into the newly sprouted fields and stroll to the meadow by my home. Silence greets me; the animals passively stand in the pasture with their heads bowed. Even the insects are quietly subdued this morning. This stillness is unnatural and unpleasant. I haven’t lived in the country long, but I've never seen nature so void. Usually the air teases nature, stroking and caressing every...
Apocalypse No
Uncomprehending, Alex looked down the hazy street. Smoke drifted lazily from the storm drains and cracks in the street. People walked, as if in a dream. No one seemed to have a purpose. Did they await a sign? A flood of humanity vomited from the subway entrance into the bleak, mid-day sun. They walked aimlessly, reaching ground level and forgetting why they’d come. Their motivation appeared to come only from the press of the crowd emerging behind them. The red sky absorbed their shadows. Had their souls been stolen too? Alex looked about himself. ‘Is this the end?’ Magenta clouds spanned the...