Battles raged, bombs exploded, buildings imploded and exploded. The heat of the fires burnt everything and left everything dead in its wake.
Only one thing though. After emerging from my fallout shelter I noticed one thing. Ivory was still standing tall in all her glory. A little grayish from the soot, ashes, and smoke. She beat all odds. All I could do is admire her beauty and strength.
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