Mario Andres Zamora Madriz
Not with a bang but with a mew
I was 12 years old when the ants rebelled against humanity. I remember how simple and easy life was, before. TV, internet, grocery stores, parades, public transportation - it was all so nice. And now it’s all gone.
The Ghost of British Rock Past
It was a beautiful night. The moon was shining over the mountains, illuminating the treetops and silhouetting the owls and other night birds as they elegantly swooped and dove across the night sky in search of prey. Hannah gazed up at them, fiddling with the dial on her radio.
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