The forest was a peaceful place
Always bustling with life
Never stopping, forever moving
A world that at no time did stop.

Many creatures had come and gone
From fearsome giants, to tiny souls
As time marched on, so had they
Leaving new beginnings behind.

So it was, in that quiet wood
That one day the ground did rumble
And the critters scattered about in terror
For they knew not what was happening.

What now came this way,
The animals wondered.
What new creations were coming
That could cause such a ruckus?

It was then that they heard it.
The terrible sound of thunder;
As if the heavens themselves had
Come crashing down upon them.

Shadowy clouds billowed above the trees
As the massive silver beast came forth,
Letting lose a shrill scream
As it barreled through the woodland growth at breakneck speeds

The animals could not stop the terrible thing
Even as it laid waste to their homes
Even as the very air around them became thick
With the monster's fiery breath

The plants began to wither and die
As the water boiled under the metal monster's presence
And the animals, afraid for their lives
Fled with what little they still had.

Fear permeated through the air
As the poor animals knew
There would be no escape
For any of them.

And just as quickly as it came, it was gone.
So too was the forest, now barren and ruined
Where what was once green and living now was rotten and brown
With no one to remember, and no one to forget.