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Revelations Drabble
Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. Red sky at morning, sailors take warning.
But there were no quaint aphorisms for this.
The sky was purple, lit by violent green lightning. The roiling clouds were ominous enough, but the black shapes darting between terrified her.
There had been no prophecies. Just… cataclysm. The Slayers were given time to say their goodbyes, then moved as one to face Hell.
She raised the sword to ready position and the cross to her lips. She knew how this would end and it gave her hope. After all, Revelations was just another word for Apocalypse.
But there were no quaint aphorisms for this.
The sky was purple, lit by violent green lightning. The roiling clouds were ominous enough, but the black shapes darting between terrified her.
There had been no prophecies. Just… cataclysm. The Slayers were given time to say their goodbyes, then moved as one to face Hell.
She raised the sword to ready position and the cross to her lips. She knew how this would end and it gave her hope. After all, Revelations was just another word for Apocalypse.
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There had been no prophecies. Just… cataclysm.
I can see the storm, the slayers facing hell. Well done.
Hugs
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So I stick with my drabbles and try to keep the inflamatory words out of it.
Thanks for reading and commenting - I really appreciate it.
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Cracked me up.
As for Slayer of Christians - that's more a Rome fanfic, I think. :)
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