Literary Discovery
Hope Amid Destruction
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Original Fragment
Plentiful hope—for all this destruction!” I began to explain my view of our position. He listened at first, but as I went on the interest dawning in his eyes gave place to their former stare, and his regard wandered from me. “This must be the beginning of the end,” he said, interrupting me. When men shall call upon the mountains and the rocks to fall upon them and hide them—hide them from the face of Him that sitteth upon the throne!” I began to understand the position.
Microstory
The air was thick with ash and despair as I turned to him, my voice trembling with the weight of my convictions. He stood amidst the rubble, eyes glistening with thoughts unspoken, lost to visions of salvation fading into dust. \"The end approaches,\" he murmured, a shiver running through him, as if the very mountains were whispering secrets of doom, urging him to flee from the last vestiges of faith.
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