Wastelands of eternal silence
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When light decided to be silent, the nightmare awakened. Hope, merci and forgiveness perished in the emerged darkness. Everything that was and would have been was taken away from us, everything was made to nothing. Two weeks ago, in the evening of Wednesday, at twenty seven minutes to eight, we were overwhelmed by the events. It turned out to be only the beginning, the beginning of the end.
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When light decided to be silent, the nightmare awakened. Hope, merci and forgiveness perished in the emerged darkness. Everything that was and would have been was taken away from us, everything was made to nothing. Two weeks ago, in the evening of Wednesday, at twenty seven minutes to eight, we were overwhelmed by the events. It turned out to be only the beginning, the beginning of the end.
When light decided to be silent, the nightmare awakened. Hope, merci and forgiveness perished in the emerged darkness. Everything that was and would have been was taken away from us, everything was made to nothing. Two weeks ago, in the evening of Wednesday, at twenty seven minutes to eight, we were overwhelmed by the events. It turned out to be only the beginning, the beginning of the end.