They were scared of the light - drove them madder than they already were. For now we had summer's advantage and we put every second of those long sunny days to good use while we could. We had to be ready for winter and the long nights.
By autumn we were down to a handful of survivors. Instead of working harder to secure our stronghold the majority voted to abandon all our hard work and move to safer grounds. As if such a thing existed outside of our barricades and bioluminescent traps and our canned food supply.
Personally I blame the ones who tried to cling onto their families. The minute they lost even a single member they lost their will to remain. They couldn't stand the memories they'd all forged here and wanted to forget those dying cries for help.
It was weakness. That choice is what drove us all to the brink of death and for what? So they could try to outrun their grief and put all of our hard work to waste in the process? So they could rush recklessly into the arms of danger because they had nothing left to lose?
Well some of us had lost enough and were fully prepared to do whatever it took to keep ourselves going out of spite if nothing else. So when we were outvoted we made a pact to keep our lives in our own hands and keep our hearts away from our heads.
After days of travelling and losing someone nearly every night we came across a town with lights in most of the windows - not a creature in sight. We knocked at first, expecting a reply and receiving utter silence instead. The doors opened with ease to reveal a floor covered in snow white bones, all picked clean.
That was when we discovered that they no longer feared the light.
By autumn we were down to a handful of survivors. Instead of working harder to secure our stronghold the majority voted to abandon all our hard work and move to safer grounds. As if such a thing existed outside of our barricades and bioluminescent traps and our canned food supply.
Personally I blame the ones who tried to cling onto their families. The minute they lost even a single member they lost their will to remain. They couldn't stand the memories they'd all forged here and wanted to forget those dying cries for help.
It was weakness. That choice is what drove us all to the brink of death and for what? So they could try to outrun their grief and put all of our hard work to waste in the process? So they could rush recklessly into the arms of danger because they had nothing left to lose?
Well some of us had lost enough and were fully prepared to do whatever it took to keep ourselves going out of spite if nothing else. So when we were outvoted we made a pact to keep our lives in our own hands and keep our hearts away from our heads.
After days of travelling and losing someone nearly every night we came across a town with lights in most of the windows - not a creature in sight. We knocked at first, expecting a reply and receiving utter silence instead. The doors opened with ease to reveal a floor covered in snow white bones, all picked clean.
That was when we discovered that they no longer feared the light.
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