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Waking up on the ground

I wince in pain and I touch my forehead

Blood stains my fingertips as I get to my feet

I close my eyes as I try and focus my vision

And when I open my eyes, I nearly fall again

Smoke fills my lungs as I sputter and cough up blood

There are no buildings anymore

There are no people

Anymore

What happened?

I don't...remember....

Everything is black, charred

Ashes litter the ground

And I walk on it in bare feet

Feeling the sting of warm coals underneath me

But no longer caring

My world is gone

I search up and down, screaming out in desperation

Until I finally find it and fall to my knees

Crying, as the tears clean my smoke filled face

A sword, stuck into the ground; the only thing left standing

And my tears dry slowly...I mourn for months...

I forgot the time of which I stayed there...just staring and weeping..

But finally I stood up...

And pulled it up from the ground

Slowly becoming numb as I did so..

And walk slowly away..

Disappearing into the smoke