DailyCreatedOOM #WrittenOOM 2023/12/03

Heshod blew on his hands to warm them. He stood before the grey-brown warped door. Above the earthen wall roared the sky, a thousand more wheels than he could count, every point and line shaking dust and striking dim sparks.
Beneath his feet was another door. Another wall stretched out behind his heels, a wall of hard, earth-coloured brick, sticky and stained. Above the top of this wall also another sky rattled and rolled.

#DailyCreatedOOM #WrittenOOM 2023/12/03

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