Content warning: genocide
Our last day of sunlight dawned and faded almost at once as you reaped the final drop of ripened energy from our sun. We could do nothing to stop you. Your strange, mercurial ship flew circles around our, by comparison, primitive technology. All without needing to pause your theft.
We stood outside and raised our palms to the last bit of warmth we would feel. Our last act was to signal in all directions a warning of your arrival to anyone else out there.
And you left us in the dark. Alone with monsters emboldened by the evernight.
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