{{CORAL'S POV}}
In the wishing den, May and I stood silently, we had just swum across the rivers and swung through the branches in the trees. May was a Leaf-Ling, they're known for their ability to climb trees and mountains, no matter what state the mountain or tree was in. Leaf-Lings aren't usually found in mountain areas, usually in jungles with other animals.
Of course, there are multiple species living in Autumn-Spring. If there weren't, our planet would already be destroyed as the viruses passed by. Earth's condition seemed very harsh 50 years ago, but I believe ours is worse. The number of certain species like the Pig-Lings is decreasing. Soon we won't have any creatures left on this planet, everyone will turn to dust, blowing away in an instant.
Though I'm worried about our future with the viruses, I don't want them to leave. why is that? shouldn't I be wanting to get rid of them? my life is already terrible already from what they've been doing. this is just crazy! Is our problem worse than Earth's one 50 years ago?
Will our planet survive as earth did?
I looked over to see where may was. She seemed to know stuff about Earth, right? "May," I started to say curiously. "Y'know 50 years ago? With...Earth's problem? Will we survive this like earth?" That was the true question, will we? or will we be dead by the time this all stops?
"Well, you see...... We will NOT survive. I believe we will all be dead in the next 10 years. it's just impossible to survive this! this is nothing like the earth's problem 50 years ago!!" She said firmly, trying to hold back her tears. "I'm sorry, we won't survive. ask someone else. someone who doesn't think the same thing. Maybe I'm wrong."
(THIS IS A SHORT CHAPTER SORRYYYYY)
