A tremor passes through the soil - do not call it earth. The planet dies. Crickets chirp. Crickets survive, for now, among the crashed ships and broken bodies on this crumbling plain. Silver moss devours steel, and violet flowers choke the dead guns. If this planet lasted long enough, the gives that sprout from the corpses' mouths would grow berries.It won't, and neither will they.

-Amal El-Mohtar

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