There was nothing left.
I looked at the landscape, unable to miss its barren coldness; one that had been caused by the insatiable appetites of those in power.
Walking along the white stretch of road, white due to the continual fall of snow, I saw no one as usual...not that I expected to see anyone. I'd been walking for what felt like forever and had not found another soul.
Was I the only one left?
And really, what was the point if I were?
And why had I survived?
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- Todd (Toad) Vogel