There haven't been birds in the sky for years now, not so much as a single flutter of feathers across the horizon or the harsh screams of seagulls battling mid-air over scraps of food. They aren't nesting in the trees or hedges or cliffs, they aren't anywhere to be seen above us.
The same goes for the man-made and sky-bound. Planes, helicopters, drones - if it was made to fly it is nowhere to be found. The airport doors are beginning to rust from disuse, we don't even try to forage in them. Their large glass windows are too exposed and the temptation to fly is always there.
There are still insects,the little flying ones, only now they crawl. Whole swarms of flies, bees and even butterflies all walk like the rest of us. Their primitive little minds still capable of understanding the danger we are all in and how all our lives depend upon remaining ground-bound.
There's nothing in the sky because it's all hiding down here with us.
The same goes for the man-made and sky-bound. Planes, helicopters, drones - if it was made to fly it is nowhere to be found. The airport doors are beginning to rust from disuse, we don't even try to forage in them. Their large glass windows are too exposed and the temptation to fly is always there.
There are still insects,the little flying ones, only now they crawl. Whole swarms of flies, bees and even butterflies all walk like the rest of us. Their primitive little minds still capable of understanding the danger we are all in and how all our lives depend upon remaining ground-bound.
There's nothing in the sky because it's all hiding down here with us.
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