Just A Little (Fiction) Story from Suaram

It had been a long drive, and it was 10:00, though it didn’t look like it. The sun had gone down over the mountains, but the sky was still the color of burning flames. The rest of the sky was indigo. Tall trees and leafy bushes looked flammable enough to immediately catch fire if a spark landed on them.

Which seemed likely. CreeperKitty was throwing small pebbles at the fire, and there were POPS and CRACKLES and sparks flying everywhere.

Suddenly BOOM FLAMES ALL OVER DEAD DEAD DYING! THE END!

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