Tainted Beauty | #planetorplastic

Tainted Beauty | #planetorplastic

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'Serenity was a hazy memory; hope was vacant.' Serenity and hope - an euphoric pair - replaced by the passionlessness of rapacity. Lives demolished, a consequence of our heedlessness. Our planet - forever gone. The termination of planet earth... we're the reason. This short story is an entry for the 'Planet or Plastic' contest run by National Geographic, subsequently being an insight on Celestia's life avoiding the fatal burden we've initiated. There's still time for change; it's never too late. I hope you enjoy. -Savannah x --- VOTE IF YOU ENJOYED - IT HELPS! ☺️
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

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