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     Night smothered the land, plunging it in a thick darkness. On the far horizon, storm clouds loomed. Occasionally, white hot lightning arched through the clouds, branching out to claim as much cloud as they could. The menacing army of clouds and lightning advanced slowly but surely, devouring the land. Soon, they’d reach the crater made by an ancient comet strike.      At one time, the sides rose steeply amidst the flat expanse. Worn down over years of weather and erosion, the steep sides had become gently rolling hills, dotted with pine trees. Rolling Hills, named from the surrounding barriers and positioned in the center of the

I woke up to the sound of glass breaking. I rolled over, got up, and rubbed my eyes. I instantly noticed that my mother's stained-glass lamp was no longer on my dresser. I looked down, and sure enough, it was in pieces all over the floor. I put on my shoes, and got the broom and dustpan out of the closet to clean it up. Just as I finished sweeping up the last of the shards, I heard a noise from behind me that sounded kind of like a squirrel chittering its teeth. I looked behind me, and there was nothing. It appeared that I hadn't completely finished the job after all; there were still some smaller shards left. But looking closer at them, th