An hour after the dome had been created the sky had turned pitch black, illuminated only by the everlasting striking of thunder. Not much later, the lords forsaken rain had started.

When night fell it wasn’t quiet. Though the bombardment had stopped, the sky was flashing above them, the rumbling almost constant, drifting in the back of their minds. The heavy lightning strikes were no longer life-threateningly impacting right in their lines as heavy makeshift lighting rods drew them away from causing further harm. Everything not vitally necessary had been repurposed, taken apart and reshaped to make up their now permanent base of operations – but they had never been equipped for long term deployment. They were lacking in everything from shelter to basic workshop equipment.

It was still raining. Like floodgates had opened in the sky, it just kept on raining. Everything was…
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