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It cannot be stopped. It cannot be slowed. It can only be avoided. Flee. Philadelphia was nothing more than ash. From his position near the crest of the Appalachian range, Samson could do nothing but stare at the wall of fire that engulfed his former home. Each day that passed brought another city to the ground and another nation to its knees. The burning started in the east and crossed oceans to reach this country. Some small, insignificant town near the equator had burned first, but people blamed it on the dry desert heat. Then the fires c...
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Your time is coming soon, Arkyn, he had said. His visit was strange. Unannounced, unwelcome, and the first of its kind. I laughed, and who could blame me? After passing millenia in the blink of an eye while the mortals in the growing, glowing, bright cities built of man-made stone and glass could hardly last a century. Death’s domain was in those cities, not in our heavenly home. Your ignorance, he had said when I laughed, is the beginning of your end, Arkyn. Your time is coming soon. By the time I finished laughing and asked what he had mea...
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