Cassandra Jackson
Joined August 2022
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GOLDEN BLOOD
Nobody can hear the scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I thought about that as the solar blast was announced and the countdown began. I knew ‘the end’ and my final breath was near. I could feel my throat sink into my stomach and the wind against the sweat of my neck. I would be surprised if anyone felt compelled to scream though, its vibrance and colorful resilience was beyond imagination and our insignificant demise was sparingly sharp. What was supposed to be the end was unknowingly the beginning of life, yet in its simplest form... the beautiful remains of consciousness after nature did its worst and the echos of its destruction.
By Cassandra Jackson2 years ago in Earth