Rain soaked Blaze's sleek black fur as she sat hopelessly in the night. A sinister darkness hung in the air and the sky was concealed in looming black clouds. The moon was obscured in shadows. The screams of her friends echoed silently throughout her mind as she looked up at the darkened sky. All of the devastation came back to her, all of the past-the floods, the wildfires, the explosions...the murdering of all she ever knew. She was alone.
Where has Bill gone? she thought. He was her best friend, and now he had disappeared without an explanation. Lord, don't turn your face from me. I am here. Don't abandon me. The rain fell without mercy around her, stinging her face. The patterings of the deluge fell upon the dark green grass. As she took in a long, exhausted breath, one thought crossed her mind.
I am in my darkest hour.
Just some vent art. Comments and critique welcome. ^.^
Art, Blaze, and story (c) to me
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