Tonight was the night when, under the disco lights of the four towers, we danced and twirled around Flame Leviathan.
Amid the chaotic ballet of flames, colored beams, ravenous flowers and under the constant deadly firework of missile volleys, the raiders of Apocalypse slowly but steadily circled around him destroying this unyielding construct cog by cog until, at last, in a desperate creaking and clanging of exhausted metal he collapsed in a shower of parts. (Literally parts since I took him apart afterwards. Mwahah!. Shun)

March 2010
August 2009