Washington Post -
27 Nov 2015 23:15
THE REPUBLIC OF THE MARSHALL ISLANDS -- A boy and his grandfather are fishing in the shallows off their tiny island, a dot of green in the sapphire eternity between Hawaii and Australia. The flash comes first, silent and brighter than the sun, from a four-mile-wide fireball beyond the horizon. The sky turns blood red. Wind and thunder follow.
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