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The chiaroscuro clouds gathered over head, menacing and ominous bringing with it death, we sank to our knees in supplication to appease this deadly, winter of extinction and disease, if the environmental bite back, nature showed it’s fierce teeth and that has handed down to us the extinction of humanity, and as we kneel here in the toxic snow looking for sanctuary, bitter winter gnaws at us deep and there is no release, we did no heed the messages, we did not heed the signs, something wicked this way came and it brutalised our minds, now huddled in the darkness under ferocious skies, the sun no longer shines here and all we hear are cries, of innocent people, the whole of our mankind but some are not so innocent, they thought we had more time, and where now are our God’s and all our masters fled, but we saw them laying in the fields dying from sores from which they bled, nature showed it could be unforgiving as it released s brutal disease, and spewed for volcanic eruptions and earthquakes that brought us to our knees, and all the crops failed in the fields then washed away by tsunamis, this time we find now it’s our time to bleed and in this bleak midwinter we will find no sanctuary, and in this hour of greatest need we found ourselves on our knees but there is no salvation for our extinction Evan now not ever be appeased, so it’s the end of our humanity.