This is a very nice story. One key component with post-apocalyptic fiction, I find, is discovery. Especially when your setting is far past the end point, but even when it takes place during the initial breakdown. When people are struggling to rebuild, these little glimpses of the past can have huge impacts, for good or bad. I find that this author uses the theme of discovery very well.
by Esther Davis
It must be another sign, just as Nana said. First the stars died, blackened and unseen. Then the birds died, their corpses filling the sea shores. The nations died too, somewhere in the mess. Great continents of empty homes covered the world, the elders said. If others besides our fellow islanders survived, we would never know.
Now the ocean had died.
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