The theme for today: after the disaster.
More gorgeous sunshine today. So, of course, they're calling for snow tomorrow.
The day after the world ended the sun appeared over the horizon as though nothing had changed. Just business as usual. Get up. Eat. Go to work. Act as though it's all okay.
But everything was most definitely not okay.
The sun illuminated not bumper to bumper traffic but empty, silent streets. Instead of reflecting off the windows of majestic skyscrapers, it was absorbed by ruins, debris, destruction.
Our favorite star shed no tears at this sight. It merely continued on its westward journey, out beyond the city limits. To the burning forests and blackened farmland.
There was no curiosity. No fear. No anger.
Just a certainty that, once enough time had passed, humans would return. Evolve. Conquer.
And that in the end, nothing would change.