Day After Tomorrow ~The Symbol~

The red glow of their weapons streaking across the night skies, their sonic bombs bursting, fracturing the air around them, sucking it right out of the lungs of anyone caught in their wake. They went off all around her, but still she refusing to bow, to fall to her knees, and as day breaks, there in the early light of dawn she’s still there standing tall, resolute in her purpose. A symbol to all, that liberty and freedom will prevail. As if just her being there was saying “we shall over come and this too shall pass