|Humanity is Fleeting
Author: Of Upside-Down Herons PM
A survivor relates so much more to the zombies than to their "fellow" humans... small stories always lost in the grand scheme of things. / a bite a day keeps the humanity away. / tales from rotting hearts. Original Character.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Words: 137 - Published: 02-12-12 - Status: Complete - id: 7827195
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It seems to me, humanity is fleeting.
I mean that in more way than one.
I do wonder, how much more time will pass, before all the humans are gone?
And I am one of them. A human.
Except I'm not. Not really.
[Humanity is fleeting.]
I don't want to be.
I'm not afraid of the zombies. Why should I be?
They always made more sense to me, than my so-called brethren.
They eat. They make more of themselves. No more, no less.
Never a question of morality.
They just do. And are.
And soon, I think, I shall join them.
Why should I not?
I think a zombie is what I was always meant to be.
And now, I have the means.
And humanity is fleeting.
[a mere bite: fading, fading... gone.]