It could have been zombies
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  • Reads 48
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 50m
Ongoing, First published Jan 23, 2022
It's been ten years since the start of the apocalypse, and although he won't admit it, Winter is lonely. It's unlikely that he'll stop being lonely any time soon, though; according to him, other people are assholes, and it's not like he's easy to get along with either. 
And who can blame him? It's not his fault that everyone treats him like a liability for being blind, despite him still being alive in a world that kills hundreds of thousands of able-bodied people every day. 

Autumn's just as lonely as Winter, although he's not the type to realize it. After all, he has his friends, and he has the people from that shelter, and that nice lady he met a while back, and so on and so forth. 
And sure, maybe there are flesh-eating monsters roaming the planet, and maybe the animals are getting sick from a rumored infection, and maybe the last time he saw his family was the last time they were alive, which was a decade ago, and maybe he has flashbacks every time someone raises their voice, but it could be worse! 
There could be zombies. 
That could be worse.
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