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Mar 17:
Only by a screen thin
Inside, the room was cool, dry and comfortable.
Outside, the environs were a blasted desolation of obliterated civilisation, barren, life-draining and inhospitable.
Only by a screen thin of a sliding glass window were the plains of ease, within, separated from the ruins of despair, without.
And what a difference of opposite poles the views through the window would feature, depending on which position migrated to.
Slid closed all the way, the sky outside the window was a cheery blue of bright fluffy clouds by day, serene crescent and star twinkles by night.
Partially ajar, the idyllic spell gets disrupted by the charnel curse of dead lands already seeping in.
And fully moved to the other side, the pocket utopia dissolves into the in-rushing torrent of anguished screams, searing sun-blaze, and howls mindless from unabating torture.
Room of sanctuary is engulfed by the quiet madness of limbo, a shattered geode finally compromised in its magma ocean.
An other geode continues, unperturbed as ever.
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