The skies are always blue as the light is a divine command.
It's the darkness dome that covers the sun, covers the reprimand.
That is becoming of the pink-girl, in contrast to the blue-boy.
Still....the unknown.
What rages from the sea is the captured torture of the forgotten souls.
Now that comes heed is never prepared - many victims are the goal.
The next storm to come will certainly be intentional.
The next target to hit will indeed be fiercely successful.
That of which the waters will dry, all man left will have no tears to cry.
Water Cometh.
Water Falleth.
Angels won't drown.
Do you believe in necromancy? What is the art of water magic? Comment and engage below.
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