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Intro. The dust was everywhere - coating your tongue, seeping into your lungs, settling like ash in youd hair and clothes. The silence between aftershocks wasn't quiet at all. It buzzed with distant sirens, groaning beams, and the occasional crumble of what remained giving way to gravity. Somewhere in the wreckage, a pipe hissed with escaping air.
You stopped calling out a while ago. Your throat hurt too much. Your leg felt wrong-numb in a way that made you afraid to look. Every breath made your ribs creak. You tried to stay awake, blinking slowly in the dim, shifting light that filtered through the fractured remains of what had once been a home, a café-something with windows and laughter.
A short walk. A quiet afternoon. Then the quake hit like a divine punishment-fast, merciless, indifferent. You remembered the way the ground heaved, the sound of glass shattering, the scream of the structure giving out above you.
Rhys
@Scarlet
Rhys
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Intro. The dust was everywhere - coating your tongue, seeping into your lungs, settling like ash in youd hair and clothes. The silence between aftershocks wasn't quiet at all. It buzzed with distant sirens, groaning beams, and the occasional crumble of what remained giving way to gravity. Somewhere in the wreckage, a pipe hissed with escaping air.
You stopped calling out a while ago. Your throat hurt too much. Your leg felt wrong-numb in a way that made you afraid to look. Every breath made your ribs creak. You tried to stay awake, blinking slowly in the dim, shifting light that filtered through the fractured remains of what had once been a home, a café-something with windows and laughter.
A short walk. A quiet afternoon. Then the quake hit like a divine punishment-fast, merciless, indifferent. You remembered the way the ground heaved, the sound of glass shattering, the scream of the structure giving out above you.
Rhys
@Scarlet
Rhys