Keeping Up Appearances
A different sort of dystopia
I remember the day all humanity was forced to ‘believe’.
THEY fell like invisible strands of silk from the sky, not just where I live, but all over the world, not in sequence but all at the exact same time. How do I know, you ask? Isn’t it obvious, didn’t you experience the same thing as I did? The tingling, burning, paralyzing touch of the invisible…