I live in TZ3
Third colony of the Cnossus planet
The humans are gone
They mostly killed themselves
The people that didn’t die violently,
Died of disease
What is a simple illness to us, was deadly to them
I’ve been here five years and I hate it
The heat is unbearable
And the water that the humans loved so much is salty and changes the pigment of my blue skin
We rarely go in it
To pass the time, I dig
Looking for things left behind by the humans
I find a lot of bones, shiny objects, some in brilliant colors and others chrome, and dishes
One day I found this human-like creature made of stone
It looked human, but it had wings
I wondered if this could be a petrified superhuman
Maybe they had powers and could answer all my questions.
What is music?
Why are humans as fragile as glass?
Why did the humans want to destroy each other?
I brought this stone winged human home with me and put it under a light
I hoped the light would bring the creature back to life
Although something inside me knew, it was impossible
I knew I had to try.