The first thought that popped into my mind...

[symbioidlj]

The third angel sounded his trumpet, and a great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water-- the name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters turned bitter, and many people died from the waters that had become bitter.

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[chatalaine.livejournal.com]

I don't know if you are religious or not, but I wish I could send out the (usually political) cartoon in our Sunday paper. I am too net-ignorant to scan it. But:

The picture is of the image above, rendered in black and white pen and ink. The shuttle/debris hurtling through the air. But below it, to the left, is a huge pair of cupped, gentle hands. Waiting to catch the souls inside.

*tears*