There was once a planet that was loved by all that lived on it. Then one species rose above the others and made them bend to its will. They made even the planet its self bow to them. They took away the forests and polluted the waters of their brethren. For years the species continued to misuse their home and slowly killed it. Their brothers and sister species slowly faded from the face of their world. Yet, the dominat ones refused to see what they were doing. why should they be concerned with those under their power. Even when their own began to fade away they pushed on. Progress outweighed all the consequences. Eventually everything faded away, even the species itself. There was no second planet for them to flee to and so the species commited suicide in order to make life easier for them. The planets name was Earth. The species was human.
Are we really willing to die in the name of Progress?
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Small Stories of Life, Love, and Wonder
General FictionJust a collection of small writings. Some stories. Some poems. Some one shots of possible stories.
