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The fire is spreading. The Earth will burn by the solar flares of the sun. Buildings collapse and there’s destruction all around. The sound of explosions roar all around the Earth and then after the mayhem is over and there are small fires spreading around. There is ash and smoke hovering in the air as the wind blows over the ground. There are no survivors. There was nothing but death and destruction for everyone that was once alive. What has happen to the world you may ask. It sounds a lot apocalyptic and that’s because it is. The fire twists and turns spreading its destruction all around.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 2:54 PM UTC
End of the World
The fire is spreading. The Earth will burn by the solar flares of the sun. Buildings collapse and there’s destruction all around. The sound of explosions roar all around the Earth and then after the mayhem is over and there are small fires spreading around. There is ash and smoke hovering in the air as the wind blows over the ground. There are no survivors. There was nothing but death and destruction for everyone that was once alive. What has happen to the world you may ask. It sounds a lot apocalyptic and that’s because it is. The fire twists and turns spreading its destruction all around.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 2:54 PM UTC
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