Doomsday Diary
Nature’s bliss. The vivid green vines slithered around the dilapidated structures of buildings. Fragmented stone. Inconsequential rubble. Resplendent trees extending gracefully for the sky. The sky. An enthralling canvas, rich blue it was painted. Abstract shaped clouds suspended amongst it. Dew droplets and blossoming flowers scented the air. The appeasing wind stroking her hairs. Alone she walked through nature’s bliss. Not to stray too far from the rebirthing society of humans. Although, their presence extraordinarily unfamiliar. Too unfamiliar after the lonely atmosphere she’d been compelled to live in.