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"Stumbling from the rubble in confusion, our hearing reduced to a whine from the concussion, we looked out over the city. As if the Gods suddenly awoke, the clouds parted and titanic fingers of light stalked across the shattered buildings and spires, turning the sifting dust into glittering stars amongst the ruins. I looked at her frightened, dirty face as she shouted, “Is it over?” in a muffled murmur. I shook my head and at that moment the skies darkened again and the fingers of light became fists of fire. We screamed in silence." text by Kane Maelstrom

"Her feral eyes hard as star-struck citrines, the she-wolf stalked me, her movements effortless and silent, her slavering maw ready to strike. And then she stopped. Holding my gaze, she prowled around, just on the edge of vision, her panting breath steaming in the cold air. I sensed something there – was it recognition? An uneasy feeling passed through me that this was not some mere wild animal, that there was conscious thought behind those luminous eyes, studying, assessing me. A single tear slipped down my cheek, crystalizing to diamond before it fell. I held my breath and squeezed the trigger." text by Kane Maelstrom

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