The sound of destruction and death echoed through the spectral remains of his once beautiful village. Humanity lay in rumbles and ruins around him…
The only thing that the small child could call “home” was the torn blanket he clutched in his small hands!
Save the world. STOP THE WARS!
In response to Sue’s Weekly Photo Prompt: Spectral
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