Signal The Rescue,
The Flames burn bright.
Stoke the embers,
Or the fire wont last throughout the night.
Clouds loom over,
They show the signs of a storm,
Fast approaching.
Your only protection from the elements is depleting.
You stare,
A dark horizon,
Foreshadowing,
your imminent destruction.
Look to the starts for the answers,
You only see the dull glow,
Of a city in flames,
Birthed from the embers,
Of your failed attempt at being rescued.
The end draws near,
Run from fear,
It is all over now.

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