Fastwrite - Random Object

This was a VERY short fastwrite, only a few minutes, if that.


The rocks scattered under his feet as he walked through the desolate streets, his eyes wandering the deserted buildings for any sign of life. He did not truly expect to find anyone, the city had been evacuated hours ago, just in time before the enemy struck. The advance warning had kept casualties to a minimum, but perhaps because of that, the enemy chose to direct their attack at the city itself, levelling several buildings to mere rocks and pebbles. Some of the piles of rubble still had wisps of smoke rising off them, betraying the fact that fire or lightning magic had been used on the structure.