** In honor of ALL firefighters and first responders, risking their lives each day for our safety. **
The ground gaped garishly, gored with ghastly gouges of glowing, gravelly gobs ... Finally unfettered from a frigid firmament, flames flung fiery, flaring fingers ferociously forward ... The blazing bastions bent on burning the backwood bluffs bare with bitter brutality ... Unholy hoards of heated horror hailing the heavens with heinous, heckling howls of hellish hostility.
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