Drabble #14 - And The Horses Ran Home
As most often happens in chaotic times, the animals knew first. Far before the Humans were boarding up their windows and stocking up on rations and artillery, the animals were making their own preparations. When not a single face was left without wet tear tracks, animals had already come to accept their losses. They were ready and suited. Suited and rooted and sick of us. So when the world died away quietly, the animals simply watched the confusing disharmony. There's such an indescribable beauty in chaos, in not only the colors that go well together, but the ones that don't.