Hypnotunez

It's an ashen place the desert north- bones and bricks of civilisation, lost to the winds. Hurricane anger, a full force swarm of army drones, that form a maw to the skeleton sands. No one goes there anymore. Only the winds lick back there- they dare to enter the bright hell pit. they howl and dance through rubble of- Swarm eaten homes, skulls, life. Oh how they howl like coyotes in the night. In the night in the skeleton desert. It moves does the desert. Like some sea creature skeleton brought to life, When the water all dried up and left the floor bare. It spreads does the thing, larger and larger everyday. It eats up old homes, new homes