Morning. But not the kind that brings light – rather, one in which it will never appear again. You wake up, but the earth does not. Even breathing becomes a betrayal.
No phone works. No screen flickers. The air tastes of metal. The sky is neither gray nor black… it is void. Not dead – erased. The city has frozen in its final breath. People walk, but not toward anything. Silently. Slowly.
No one cries. Tears are an emotion. Here, only absence remains. Trees do not rustle, flowers carry no scent. Everything has forgotten that it is alive.
And somewhere deep – beneath the earth or in the very breath of the world – someone pressed down. Not a button. A thought. A thought that fear is stronger than love. That control is more important than truth. And the entire world agreed… silently.
There was no explosion. No flash. We simply ceased to be “us.” Even you and I – we became shadows that have forgotten why we once whispered “forever” to each other.
The most terrifying thing is not death. It is the forgetting of the truth that we were once love.