Day Two Hundred Thirty Four Late Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle writes:

A low rumble brought me to my feet, but it was a momentary status. The following tremor threw me to the ground.

A mounting wave filled the horizon.

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Poet, historian, writer for stage and screen. Responder to Jesus (Romans 5:8)

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