Day 29 Prompt: Veil

Title: Twenty-Nine

Terrifying machines of war have blotted out the sun with a veil of dust and a nuclear
Winter reigns over what life remains of humanity, refugees uproot and
Escape to desert regions, fleeing the relentless marching ice and
Nomadic tribes slip into a long-forgotten past, after the
Territorial wars were lost at a horrifying cost and the sins of
Yesterday, are buried in the ashy remains of dead trees and with
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Nothing to burn the nights grow bitter cold and icy fractals form
Imitating the once wonderous shapes of nature's leaves
No one will notice, for those who survive are too young to remember
Earth's humanity is left with the same plight as their oldest ancestors, feeding on cockroaches