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Scorch the land or not
The liquid flame lies patient
Ever biding time
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Bacon
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings. He launches into an atmosphere riddled with smoke, soot, and ash. He feels the radiation from a thousand fallen nukes. For humanity, it’s certain death. For him, it’s like bathing in a sauna. He laughs again at the thought.
By C. Rommial Butler2 days ago in Fiction
Comments (7)
powerful piece. Well done.
Wonderful symbolism.
I love this one! The mountain’s personality really comes through.
Ooh, a volcano! Great idea. :) Love this line: "The liquid flame lies patient" Great work :)
I can imagine the liquid flame bubbling, beautiful!
Love it! Love the strength. :)
Great work! I love the idea of the volcano. Very well done :)