A dark fiery sky,
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Forced as the bitter end of the world.
Something blows in the darkness of the end.
Something small, innocent, left open to the harshness of the end.
Falling, Falling into the depth an unknown abyss of darkness.
The light left to the surface of heaven and no more.
A place where the world ends and life begins.
Torture and hell, rolling hills and death valleys, all at one point; the end.
A life of forgotten depth and joy.
A being slowly going under, into the end of another thousand years.
Weeping sadly to the winds wisp in the clouds of dark turmoil.
A sad child; a tortured soul, alone in the world of old, gone to all but him.
And no other.
There is nothing but the dreamerís dream thatís dreaming the dream of dreams.
Life glows through the body of the desolate as the sky grows darker at every cry of doom.
A glowing shadow crosses the sky as feelings flow through the beasts that once were.
A day was remembered of the thousands that had gone before.
Looking up at the sky, seeing golden sky with dark clouds of ash parted.
The child rejoices.
The world has ended.
Yet a new way of life has begun.
I bet that cost money.