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Surviving Armageddon 29. A Siblings' Bond
Noah found Norah sitting in a quiet corner after she finished writing in her journal. He approached her, curiosity evident in his voice as he inquired about her writings. "Hey sis, whatchu got there?" he asked, a hint of playfulness in his tone."Nothing important, just jotting down some notes," she replied, closing the journal and discreetly tucking it out of sight, a protective shield guarding her thoughts.Noah persisted, his curiosity piqued, "Lemme read it.""Not a chance in hell," Norah responded firmly, maintaining her secrecy.Undeterred, Noah settled down next to Norah, a subtle shift in the air signaling the seriousness of their impending conversation. "So, I'm guessing we're not gonna bail and run this time?" he ventured cautiously, alluding to the idea of leaving their current situation behind."After what happened, I honestly considered it, but I think it would be a waste of all the effort I put in getting this outcome," Norah admitted, a hint of contemplation in her tone
Surviving Armageddon 30. The Present And Past
The morning sun bathed the settlement in a warm, golden glow, casting long shadows across the bustling community. It had been a few weeks of relentless effort, but now the settlement stood proudly, fully rebuilt from the ground up. The settlers had poured their hearts into reconstructing their safe haven, and the fruits of their labor were evident in every structure that stood tall and resilient.The once-ravaged settlement had now been fortified further, sturdy walls and fences encircling it, a testament to their determination to defend against any potential threats. The pathways were clear and meticulously maintained, guiding the settlers through their daily routines. Gardens bloomed with fresh produce, showcasing the resilience of life in this newfound haven.As the settlement awoke to the dawn, life had returned to a harmonious routine. Each member had a shelter, a cozy haven safeguarding them from the elements. The morning breeze carried the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, mingli
Surviving Armageddon 31. The Dream And Visitor
Noah found himself in an unusual encounter while asleep dreaming. During this surreal experience, a radiant figure appeared and approached him with blurred features enveloped by intense radiance. The glow intensified as the mysterious entity drew nearer, making any specific details incomprehensible to Noah's perception.Noah strained his eyes against the blinding brilliance to identify this mysterious being. He called out, "Can you tell me who you are?" in hopes of gaining some clarity.Reacting to this, the shape stretched out its arm. However, rather than providing explanations, the radiance intensified and became even more brilliant. Noah narrowed his eyes in an attempt to comprehend the entity standing before him. Instead of gaining clarity or understanding he could not see properly because of the overbearing brightness that obscured everything. This only added fuel to his confusion and uncertainty.Within the dream, there was an unusual aura, a blend of eagerness and apprehension
Surviving Armageddon 32. To Be Humane
The sun was low in the sky. It casted long shadows across the settlement. The busy life within the gates paused momentarily. The settlers stationed at the entrance focused their attention on the frail boy standing just outside the gates.The boy's eyes were filled with sadness. A desperation showed through his weary expression. His arms were raised, a sign of surrender. An attempt to convey his lack of threat to the settlement."I'm unarmed, please help me," the boy's voice hesitated, carrying the weight of countless hardships. His words hung in the air, an appeal for compassion in a world filled with distrust and fear.One of the guards at the gate held his gun steady, his voice stern as he questioned the boy's presence. "What's your business here?" The tension in the air was apparent, a reflection of the settlers' weariness toward strangers."We've been through quite enough already - we can't allow a stranger inside our sanctuary," one of the settlers inside the gate voiced the coll
Surviving Armageddon 33. The Fallen One
"And no wonder, for Satan himself keeps disguising himself as an angel of light"- 2 Corinthians 11:14Harold sat on a makeshift bench, his gaze fixed kindly on Troy who stood in front of him. His young face etched with a mixture of gratitude and uncertainty. The morning sun cast a gentle glow on them. It filtered through the edges of the settlement's walls."What's your name, young man?" Harold's voice carried warmth, as he asked the boy."It's Troy, sir. My name is Troy," the boy replied, his tone filled with appreciation for the kindness he had been shown."Troy, that's a good name," Harold nodded in acknowledgment, with a small smile on his lips. His eyes showed a sense of understanding, recognizing the weight of the hardships Troy must have endured.The boy shifted slightly, a gesture of nervousness mixed with heartfelt gratitude. "Sir, I wanted to thank you for letting me stay here. I really didn't have anywhere else to go. If you hadn't helped me, I really could have died out t
Surviving Armageddon 34. The Fallen One Rises
In the darkened throne room of Tarturas, Diablo, the enigmatic ruler seated upon the grand throne, raised his hand with an effortless grace. A flicker of dark energy followed the motion, weaving into existence a table made with intricate designs. The table stood at the center of the room, a manifestation of Diablo's command over infernal energy.As if created from the very fabric of Tarturas itself, a set of chairs materialized around the table. Their dark, twisted frames seemed to fit seamlessly with the aura of the throne room. Each chair had an otherworldly elegance. They were tailored to accommodate the number of his loyal servants who stood on the elevated platform.Diablo's hollow eyes surveyed the newly formed arrangement, his demeanor exuding an air of authority. "My beloved servants," he spoke, his voice resonating through the chamber with a commanding presence, "you will now sit."In response to Diablo's directive, the arch-demons, each named and devoted to their dark lord,
Surviving Armageddon 35. Whispers In The Sky
Noah's bewildered voice echoed through the boundless expanse of the cloud-filled realm. The wall-less room seemed suspended in the sky. It was a surreal environment where the laws of gravity didn't apply. As he took a step forward, clouds billowed beneath his feet, creating a sensation both ethereal and unnerving.The sky above him stretched infinitely. It was an ever-shifting canvas of hues that ranged from delicate colours to deep, mysterious blues. Noah's gaze darted around, attempting to grasp the surreal nature of his surroundings. "Why am I not falling?" he pondered aloud, his voice swallowed by the vastness of the cloudy abyss.The air carried a peculiar stillness. It was broken only by Noah's footsteps resonating through the unseen boundaries of the sky chamber. Each step left a faint imprint on the clouds, as if the very essence of the sky responded to his presence. His senses tingled with a mixture of awe and anxiety, an unspoken tension that clung to the air like a cloak.N
Surviving Armageddon 36. The Unspoken Truths
Noah slowly opened his eyes, greeted by the sight of Norah anxiously waiting by his side. "Woah," he exclaimed, his surprise evident as he took in his surroundings. "Good morning, sis. What brings you here?" he inquired, attempting to shake off the lingering disorientation."Morning? Are you out of your mind?" Norah retorted, her concern turning into frustration. "You've been asleep for the entire day. What happened to you? Are you sick or something?" Her eyes searched his face for any sign of explanation."What!" Noah exclaimed, realizing the absence of sunlight outside his shelter. "I've been out for the whole day?" The revelation hit him, and he struggled to reconcile the passage of time with his perception."Is it because of that dream of yours again?" Norah questioned, her worry deepening as she probed for an explanation."No, I must've been real tired," Noah responded, a sudden realization dawning upon him. As he attempted to explain the dream or whatever it was, he found himsel
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