As I look out the window in the morning I smell and see the black smoke fill the air. The ground rumbles from the rows hitting the ground.. Boom! Boom! Boom! Over and over. I hear footsteps behind me, "Good morning, Mother. It seems the Ship is here again. I suppose we may see brother again." The ship is full of a city. A city that people go to for many reasons. Some go there to protect, some to kill, others just to see what it's like. My brother was kidnapped and taken there, we were told we would see him around the town when the ship came around. Me and my mother see visions of him often. There are other ships that come around, they all look the same.
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Dystopian writing based off a picture(not finished but why not)
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