The End of the World
By Christopher Munroe
They say that, from a certain point of view, every end is a
new beginning.
I assume this is intended for people who’ve been dumped, as
it does NOT apply to the end of the world.
It came from beyond the clouds, a being beyond any
earthling’s comprehension, and we knew instinctively there was no way to defend
ourselves, no hope for humanity...
Well, we who weren’t driven mad did, anyway.
Myself, I tried to be philosophical about it.
We’ve all gotta go sometime.
Sometime soon.
I drank up the wine, eyes on the horizon, and waited for the
end…
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