The Last To Die

Lungs burning for want of oxygen,the toxic gases kiss away what little life was left in him.He felt like he was in an oneiric state as his light flickered out.He was now a relic from a distant past when humanity reigned before they turned the world into ash.

By Ashley Houston

A very short story I wrote on Twitter for VSS365 on the 1st of November. The word prompt was oneiric.

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