I wish I could tell you that the world was well. But she was very sick.
Specialists diagnosed her with acute humanity and gave her just six more months to live.
These were the hardest moments of her existence as she watched her children die by the millions. Her headaches caused tsunamis, her nausea started typhoons and her immortal heartache drowned them all in her tears.
She was a dying earth. And humans became an extinguished race. She was a melanoma on the face of the galaxy, a cancer in the mind of space and time.
She will be missed forever.
my favorite microstory this week!
Gaia in the extreme. I like the author’s rendering of this possible future.
This is a powerful little piece. Whoa.
Sardonicism at its finest.