PS - a little ambiance ...
Gaunt Rainbow Ambiance by M Sawyer
The overhead sun casts squat shadows leaning slightly toward Pamela’s right – though not the shallow pond shed by her messiah. His shade remains fixed in its shallow puddle. The dormant shadow pools on top of his feet. Its dark intensity makes him appear as if he's sunk up to his ankles.
She gathers an odd perception of his amorphous cast. Its darkness seems alive, like an extension of himself or simply another arm. But, even this observation was too specific. The shadow behaves more as fat stored in a lizard's tail, or the overfill of a soul inside a body too small.
“There is a war in heaven,” he tells her. “Hell has consumed this world. You have seen the demons who linger. The time has come to send everyone into oblivion and start again.”
“You’re destroying this world?”
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