It was our beginning and their ending.
Some of them survived, and live in frozen fossils or deep into people's brains.

It apparently started on a whim.
Parasite galore, they say.
I can't help but agree.

The times had changed.

Some for better,already killing the deep rooted survivors.

Some unaffected.

Some for worse. Only letting it spread. Or trying to, anyway.

It's a mystery. Was it a flash of light that made us?

Or a story?

But it is their beginning and our end.

Soon we will be the deep rooted fossils.

One day we will be the killed.

One day we will be the garden.



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