Robert Cody Fischer
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Lonely Planet
With a whisper, the world was over. It was not the flaming explosions that Hollywood had so frequently envisaged or the apocalyptic events predicted in old prophecies. Rather, it was a silent, unrelenting scourge that destroyed every life it came into contact with. In an instant, the world had become eerily silent, leaving me alone. I strolled around the lonely streets of the formerly lively metropolis, which was now an eerie jumble of abandoned cars and buildings. With weeds growing through paving gaps and vines climbing the sides of skyscrapers, nature quickly reclaimed its domain. I was surrounded by the remnants of a universe that was once teeming with life but had now faded to a shadow of its former glory. former self.
By Robert Cody Fischer6 months ago in Fiction