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In a world drowning in its own negligence, where the whispers of the waves have transformed into alarming cries, we bear witness to the great terrestrial invasion of water. The relentless climb of sea levels grapples with the remaining shreds of our

In the throes of a once-thriving metropolis, the atmosphere thickens with an insidious fog. The Great Smothering – so it has been dubbed – marks a crescendo in our planet’s long-suffering narrative. With a sky heavy with harm, individuals glance upwards in

In a world already gasping under the burdens of climate change, the remnants of wars long passed cast an eerie shadow over our present. The term ‘Iron Harvest’ refers not to a bounteous yield of autumn crops, but to a far grimmer

The sun scorches an earth silenced of its once perpetual buzz—a haunting requiem for the departed masters of the skies and soil. The stark silence lingers ominously, interrupted only by the eerie gusts of wind that carry the weight of what was

Once, the azure tapestry overhead was a tableau of limitless dreams—a canvas upon which the sun would paint its retiring hues and children would gaze in wonder at the formless drift of clouds. But that sky is no more. Today, the heavens

The wheel of industrial advancement, ever hungry for resources, has turned our verdant sanctuaries into desolate ashes. ‘Forests to Ashes, Cities Keep Burning’ is not just a title; it’s the epitaph for a world that chose economic conquest over natural stewardship. Within

The ebb and flow of the ocean tides have long served as a rhythmic backdrop to coastal life. Yet, imagine a world where the tides cease to make their perennial pilgrimage, where the oceans, depleted and defiled, retreat into a skeletal version

Once markers of an advancing civilization, thick with promise, the modern relics that now litter our altered landscapes whisper tales of the greener past they were born from – a prelude to decay. In a world where the greenery of Earth is

In the bleak reality of our irreversible climatic apocalypse, the remnants of humanity cling to a paradox—a new dawn heralded by an irreversible dusk. Horizon’s End, a term that once evoked the romanticism of infinite possibilities, has taken a dreadfully literal turn;

In a world where the once-verdant fields have succumbed to the desolation of dirt, where humanity’s greatest enemy is an insidious hunger creeping through the empty streets, the question stands tall – what remains for a society starved not only for food