My dreams, my convictionsWHAT IF TOMORROW WERE JANUARY 1, 1425...
The world had gone silent again, but there was nothing peaceful about that silence: it seemed to be watching us. The Earth went on existing effortlessly, as though our absence had eased its breathing. And for the first time, we understood that perhaps it was not the Earth that needed us, but we who had forgotten how to live with it.
Dec 31, 2025 · 3 min
