Awesome piece! This one, Pyxe and Slate are running from a storm, and storm that destroys and kills whatever is in its path. It finishes whatever is within. They have been running, taking long journeys just to get away from this storm and survive. However...time goes on, the inevitable grows near. They are broken, sweaty, beat...they have done what they could. Their legs are tired, they're exhausted. The final decision...their final choice is to sit down...find peace within each other, and hold on as the storm approaches them, knowing what's to come, but feeling compassion as they will be together until the very end. They'll watch the horizon, watch the storm approach until ultimately they'll watch no more.

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