Nuclear
Our naked feet danced on the untrimmed grass. It was warm under our tender soles. It was warm like we were-- like biscuits fresh out of the oven, we emanated warmth as we baked under the summer sun.
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Our naked feet danced on the untrimmed grass. It was warm under our tender soles. It was warm like we were-- like biscuits fresh out of the oven, we emanated warmth as we baked under the summer sun.
Count out loud if you can 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10.
#acorns As I walked through the marketplace, an old man said to me I have the very thing for you, won't you come and see.
Tonight the sky fell, And the moonlight died, The stars slipped down, And the clouds then cried. The world shook with fear, And the soil burned, The waters dried, And the Earth was spurned.
The sky is swallowed by a bulbous blue sun, pulsing with arduous flames. Mountain tops begin to melt and the clouds burst raining down.
I remember coming off the train for basic training, all of us had received "the call of service" the British government needed soldiers for the coming war and the 29 other men on the tracks had all...
Part 1. The bombs exploded. The whole world was alight with the burning flames that engulfed it all. Anything I had ever cared for; gone. I stood in the cave with the only other people who survived.
Death and danger is all it contained,. Dust and decay is all that remained,. Wilted flowers and dying trees,. Falling skies and boiling seas,. When humanity rained down fire,.
#household Heard it on the radio Very late last night The world is gonna end In a brilliant flash of light They're not sure when And they're not sure how You'll need your factor one million Panic...
Jag har sedan många år varit fascinerad av post-apokalyptisk litteratur och film. Den första boken jag läste i den genren var Pestens Tid (The Stand) av Stephen King som sen följdes av bl.a.
I was just wondering if anyone thinks this is good......I was writing it for a friend (his idea :P ) and I didn't edit yet so some parts may need a little fixing.
The Dutch gas mask fitted nicely, and a bargain at the cost. Only £4.50, without it his life would be lost. Even the N.B.C suit, that was £4.50 too. Nuclear-Biological-Chemical suit.
Tic-tock, tic-tock, time was running out. Tic-tock, tic-tock, he frantically rushed about. Tic-tock, tic-tock, there where only moments left. Tic-tock, tic-tock, his senses where bereft.
I sit, all the time. It should get painful but I can't feel a thing. Can you. I don't expect so. I think you sit, too. I can't see your legs very well anymore since she moved you.
My Dream.
Description of Story: The year is 2017, the country IRAN has been successful in its nuclear weapon programme, despite the assassinations of some of the scientists, Iran has secured 7 Nuclear Warheads...