It used to be so beautiful.
Blue and green and all the colors in the universe, but now limited to one color.
Humans once walked on the beautiful grass which disappeared leaving no trace behind.
The cute and frightening animals, wild or not, are all gone.
I wonder how they felt when the disaster stroke.
It was so unpredictable, it just happened in a blink of an eye.
Oh how delicious their fears were, oh how scrumptious their cries for help were.
I can still feel the thrill whenever I hear the cries of those who once walked the now grey planet.
Oh how powerless they must've felt, oh how happy we feel now that we're once again the only ones alive.
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Kenopsia*
(n) the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that’s usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.
