mikasa19

     What should have been snow​,​ was really ash and dust from debris floating in the soft wind. It was bizarre to think that just this morning was a warm and sunny day. It now felt as if it was below twenty degrees. Buildings were now just pathetic piles of rubble and people were nowhere in sight. The only sound was the whistling wind and the soft patter of tiny footsteps along the ruined cobble roads. ~ ~ ~     Earlier that day, that terribly fated day that was just like five years ago, humanity’s greatest enemy attacked yet again. Barging into the wall as if it was made of paper, beast entered the cities, raging about