NaviannaThorn
It seems to be human instinct to fight. To challenge all of the rules we come across, try and break all the barriers we find, and even test the limits of those we hold closest to our hearts. Sometimes, the rage and spite seems to cover up all notion of common sense. In these times we can only hope to see the truth and kindness hidden in the corners of the world, and hold on to it as tight as we can. We embrace the notion of our views becoming truths to the extent of turning a blind eye to the good alreday present in the world; a constant cycle of building and destroying.
The world became a ticking time bomb, weakened by so many centuries of fighting itself, that, eventually, it snapped. It wasn't a suprise to anyone; this had been expected for a long time, despite the severity of it being drastically underrated. It could of just been another war- World War III, a terrible conflict which took millions of lives, but in the long run, just another chapter students would learn about in history class. Instead, a bomb dropped. It blew away a billion people, desolated thousands of square miles, wiped out dozens of animal species, and tainted 1/3 of the planets fresh water supply.
Welcome to the story of how the earth survived.