Walls of the building streets bowled out, then vanished in a wave that swept away even sound. I watched it roll over the valley. Watched as it carried away trees then hills, then the hill, and the mine, the dust cloud travelling along the low horizon in every direction, kissed light by the moon. The sky looked brighter than day with the stars shining through the veil. They grew stronger with each city the wave consumed, the ring of earth expanding as far as the reach of my lungs. Land on land, clashing, marring the foot of mountains. Then, there was nothing; nothing but the stars, and the last look of her eyes as they closed.
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This is a gallery-quality giclée art print on 100% cotton rag archival paper, printed with archival inks. Each art print is listed by sheet size and features a minimum one-inch border.
