When we were seven, the teacher taught us all about clouds. How they were formed by interstellar lifeforms as a shield against Earth's toxic atmosphere, how they could grow and shrink in the blink of an eye, how they slithered across the ground when the fog rolled in off the river every night.
As you can imagine, we took it seriously - so much so that whenever there was fog outside we'd beg and scream to stay away. We genuinely thought there were monsters crawling around outside just waiting to tear us up and eat us like garlic bread.
The bodies that were sometimes found around the riverbanks only confirmed it for us in our young minds. We never thought to suspect the very people who'd given us this life saving information that somehow nobody else ever questioned.
Some of us realised sooner than others. They were the first to be found by the river, or rather most of them was found. Hands and feet are always the first things to go, you know. Regardless of whatever eye-witnesses claimed they were holding at the time, they remain lost
We still teach our children that the clouds are bloodthirsty monsters and that the fog will eat them alive. It's kinder for them to think that than look up at you with broken eyes as they realise just how many people you've killed and just how close they've been to monsters all this time.
As you can imagine, we took it seriously - so much so that whenever there was fog outside we'd beg and scream to stay away. We genuinely thought there were monsters crawling around outside just waiting to tear us up and eat us like garlic bread.
The bodies that were sometimes found around the riverbanks only confirmed it for us in our young minds. We never thought to suspect the very people who'd given us this life saving information that somehow nobody else ever questioned.
Some of us realised sooner than others. They were the first to be found by the river, or rather most of them was found. Hands and feet are always the first things to go, you know. Regardless of whatever eye-witnesses claimed they were holding at the time, they remain lost
We still teach our children that the clouds are bloodthirsty monsters and that the fog will eat them alive. It's kinder for them to think that than look up at you with broken eyes as they realise just how many people you've killed and just how close they've been to monsters all this time.
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