Fare Well

This short story gave birth to itself in the southern California desert as I walked one dark, hot night, alone, with no goal, down the empty road. Above me, the vast sky, billions of stars twinkling with breathtaking clarity. Around me, no other human for miles. Just silence, darkness, and that invisible Presence that has been here since before the first human.

"What if I'm the last one?" I thought.

This is a story of love and of death. Death of everything we hold dear. Until all that's left is Hope.