A Star That No Longer Exists
Death and decay spread through the boundless darkness, silently devouring the last pure land beneath the light.
At last, when the final ray of brilliance was ground out by darkness, the world returned to what it had been in the beginning.
“Thud, thud, thud...” A sudden sound tore through the silent stars, becoming the sole melody in this dark pattern.
It opened its eyes, painting the ink-black starry sky with crimson light and giving the world its own colors.
“Thud-thud, thud-thud...” The heartbeat of some unknown thing grew stronger, setting a dirge to accompany the crimson glow.
“Thud-thud-thud-thud...” It rose before the tomb of civilization, its withered, rotting claws sweeping across the hollow world, its black bloodied wings looming beside the grave of the stars.
It shook the blood and grime from its body and headed straight for the end of the next apocalypse.
Its giant wings stirred up a storm of dust.
[Not a mindless wish-fulfillment story] [One or two heroines] [Please don't read if this isn't your thing]
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