"Is it over?"
The last voice cracked,
dust choking it out.
Death nodded, slow.
"Yeah, it's over. There's nothing left."
"But we fought,"
the voice rasped.
"How did it end so fast?"
Death's eyes were hollow.
"Everything breaks. Nothing lasts."
"Why the hell did this happen?"
The voice trembled, desperate.
Death stepped closer.
"All of it was a lie. You believed."
The last voice fell silent.
No more words,
No more hope,
No more...
WW3
© Copyright: Александр Шалыменов, 2026
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