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It stopped. The commotion, the fighting, everything. All ceased to be. It was the quiet before the tornado, the quiet before the beast reared its ugly maw to devour us. But when the thunder shook, we were safe. Nothing could touch us: invincibility was our fruit. We were at the base.
The engine purred, blaring quietly into the wind. It was all alone, the first of the last, the beginning of a past shaped by the future. Sucking away life, bit by bit. And the rotor slowed, and the engine failed. It sneezed. And the world blacked out.
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