Eden

As our world lies in havoc she waits deep in the inticingly dark forest she glances upon us though to her we are but a bleak glimmer of misery on the horizon our world begins to crumble our oceans dry and turn to puddles and the earth cracks and begins to break away below our feet and as we starve she picks ripe succulent fruits from lush strong vines she plunges her teeth through the skin and flavorful juices roll down her tongue she runs and plays throughout the forest and skips through rolling streams and the sound of her wet feet slapping on rocks echo's through the woods she cherishes every thing in her world while the brutal few still in ours ravage what is left of it they victimize the weak and weary for them to survive is to fight is to kill while the weaker waste away or survive by taking from the corpses that litter the earth burned crisp by the seering sun but she sings enchantingly through the black mass of thick trees and dances elegantly with fire flies for years she watches us with little intrest until one intensely dark night she looks upon our world and thinks this could be a sad shame but she never feels sadness and she knows that everything happens for a reason.