It was at the very end of the sea of despair, when all hope had been lost, and he had given himself up to a fate of dreariness and darkness in those last days, after the war. The ash and smoke and fallout had been thick for months, with no sign of ever letting up. It had been a brutal and deadly war, and as far as he knew, he was one of the last of his kind left living. Huddled up along a fence-line, trying desperately to stay warm from the chilling wind, he had almost decided to lay there until he died. He could take the darkness and destruction no longer.
Then, when his mind seemed it could take no more, the skies opened up, and the light shone down. |
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