Story Scavenger – Last line first #3 - 197 words
They never, ever learn their lesson until it is too late. As it was in their past, so it is in this
future. Civilizations rise and then they
fall. Some lasted only decades, others
lasted centuries. But in the end, they
always failed, burning out their greatness with self absorbed cockiness.
In early times, geographical distance insulated one group
from another. A society could fail
without affecting their neighbors, many thousands of miles away. As time passed and these cultures expanded,
the effects of each new collapse had wider ramifications on cultures near and far. Eventually, the planet’s population became so
interdependent; a failure on the other side of the globe could and did create
death and destruction on this side of the globe.
“Grand Pa, what was it like before the Zombies came?”
Grand Pa finally wrestled his ax out of the head of the zombie
on his porch. He set the blood drenched
ax head down and leaned on the handle. Wiping
his brow, he said, “Well I’ll tell ya young Jeremy. It wasn't so easy telling the good guys from the bad, but at least I did not have to distill my own
whiskey.”
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