When we prepared for the apocalypse, up in the mountains, people laughed.
Tonight, from the comfort of our cabins, we’re watching civilisation burn.
You could say we’ve earned the last laugh. But we are not that cruel.
Saturday, 27 June 2015
"Preppers" by Sonya Oldwin
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