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Dominion I

the boulevard is desolate as is the light that cracks bleeds runs here there everywhere! trash drafts like ghosts in the flicker of dying neon something races hed long into oblivion damnation at its heels in death throws, broken, hanging like the vagrant dead languish... eons in ruined halls, its shadows cover odd oblong onyx boxes... Dominion...! along desolations boulevards (eyes watch) a blast of white, crimson rockets down the empty blacktops running ages long its infernal engines burning white-hot... thump N hummmm! DOMINION lost buildings hang together like the damned; silhouetted skeletal things! in detonations aftermath! a carriage lurches, coughs, wheezers the ancient apparatus grinds to a halt something Burns, sparks... the death rattle of broken machinery... the drifting of white smoke, ghosts from the things heart. in tombs hollow oblong boxes sits darkly as silence is felt waiting for the coming of None Dominions... a vehicle silhouetted against the flowing street lights of ice white lines rockets down the empty blacktops running in ages long as infernal engines hummmm! Thrumm! Burnnnnn! DOMINION! Smoldering, hollowed-out holocaustic homes line the boulevards. as falling bombs detonate in rain images blur… along desolations boulevards DOMINION!

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