April 14, 2018: Epilogue (Book 2)

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At some point in time, the sun was golden. The sky was blue and the clouds were white. Even the stars use to glisten in the darkness of the night.

There were once seasons, cool summer nights and chilly fall mornings. The sun would rise in the east and set in the west. Days marked the time of year and the moon told us what month it was. Things such as these use to exist, to govern humankind. There was order.

Order, the world scoffs. Mankind's order was their destruction. War, pride, jealousy--that was all the 'order' humanity had to offer. Worries about a million things that would soon become abruptly irrelevant, that is our consolation. Warfare and hostility, that is our peace. Corruption, that is our order.

There was once a difference between right and wrong. There was once a whisper in our ear that told us good from evil. There was once a distinct line between what it meant to be a man and what it was like to be a monster.

Now, there is no order, if there ever was such a thing. The feeling is numb. The voice is silent. The line is blurred. Between humankind and the stories of beasts displayed by screens, there is no longer a diversity. The scorned earth sees us as nothing different, equals. Both as corrupted as the other, so similar as to the chaos and carnage we each bring to our waisted heritage.

The world despises us. Its scorched lands burn with rage, hatred for the scars upon the terrain of desolation. The planet we once called our home abhors us, cursing our name for the wickedness we've committed against it. In return for what man has done to such a beautiful thing, our world plagued us. From all the torment done to mother earth, it raised a virus that would punish us for our sins.

Our destruction lead us to our slaughter. All our jealousy and hatred torments us. The earth mocks our humanity, devising a disease that will mirror our corruption and forever haunt us.

I don't blame it.

I bet you don't really get the context. I haven't even finished a book in this series, but I thought of a really cool epilogue for the second book. Hope you enjoyed, leave a comment.

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