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Fallen Realities

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The endless, ebony sky gleamed overhead....
The dark metal stared dully back....
The scarlet stains grew agonizingly bigger....
The crackling waters lapped hungrily higher....
The snarls and growls grew ever nearer....
The somber silence penetrated the ruined perfection....
The smoky air grew forever denser....
The explosions in the distance sliced through reality....
The varied gunshots gained intensity....

Why?

Was this really normality? Was she insane? Or maybe....

This was a land of waste,
Of broken souls,
Of infinite dangers,

This.
Is.
Fallout.

A poem based off the terrifying life of Littlepip, and the doubt that can clot the mind, the hopeless fear that grips at your consciousness, and the hope, willpower, and determination that makes it all worth so much.

(Based off of Fallout 3 and Fallout Equestria.)
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