I’m terrified. The tunnel drowned out victims that were harmless to this world. Before they could even attempt to damage any souls of nature’s kind. It ripped through the city one complete mile wide, and traveled twenty agonizing miles long, leaving nothing in it’s path untouched.
It hurts me. I once had a friend so close to me that I cried because how much I cared. Now I cry because of how much I care. He’s lost, and his family is lost. I care too much to not let this past me, even though I have to for the time being.
I need to function.
Prayers won’t benefit me, or anyone in this time of need. Determination and ever-so-lasting hope is what purifies these emotions in situations undeniably crucial to a humans psychological balances.
But we’re just human, and sometimes we don’t make it as far as we anticipated.
But sometimes we do.