>>11072182>thinks hell isn't realSome days it rains ember. Other days are filled with rainless lightning storms. Clouds of pollen from the local trees are picked up by the storms, their interaction with static electricity and humid environment causes the seed pods to explode into tiny shards of silicate minerals. The wind then cuts our lungs and eyes.
Sometimes the sky is clear and blue. You think nothing can go wrong. Those are the days when the emus attack.
We are never safe, here in hell.
