Darkness... Brekdown... Blackout... End of civilization...
Gloomy fear, predicted by Maya. End of the past, absence of now. Destiny plays on figures - 2,1,0 like counting down before the beginning of fatal and unknown. Friday, NDF - Apocalypse is coming.
Gloomy fear, predicted by Maya. End of the past, absence of now. Destiny plays on figures - 2,1,0 like counting down before the beginning of fatal and unknown. Friday, NDF - Apocalypse is coming.
Don't spend time and think a lot about your dress - imagine you are thrown away your home by the biggest disaster in the world which comes unexpectedly and is worse than
a bear with a sore head. Your world crashes and rolles over.
As one of the seven goatlings said while wolf was scraping at the door Как сказал один из козлят под скрежет когтей серого волка о дверь "If we should die we would do it with music. Let's sing, brothers". Let's dance on the ruins of crashing world - rumble of Apocalypse will be damped witj trombones and vibes. Dance till the end - and nothing else.
Morning... It will bring new day and new hopes. Sun will illuminate the world and you will understand - it was not the end, it was the beginning - birth of new world, of new epoch, maybe of new race. 
What it will be - this new world? Who we are there? Maybe we will change. Maybe new creature will come. On Saturday we will celebrate the birth of this new world. Moreover we will create it. Whom you want to be? Elf, angel, superhero or ternimator?
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