The familiar violet hue of the sky went dark once more and the people prepared themselves for another rough ride.
    Whenever the skies were blackened, the world heaved and pivoted on its various axes, throwing its inhabitants around and destroying homes, places of business and even taking lives in the process.
    They had tried praying, building monuments of faith and even resorted to sacrifice at one point. Nothing helped.
    All they could do was prepare themselves and trust to hope.

    “I swear,” Gillian announced, turning the amethyst over and over in her hand, “I hear screams coming from this thing.”

Thanks again to Madison Woods for setting up the #FlashFictioneers prompt for us all, you can read her latest story here:

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Also, please excuse any issues this week as I had to post this up with my phone!