50 Word Stories: Unchanged

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We emerged from the ruins of a wrecked Earth unsure of what the future held. When the Holy man pointed to the moon and proclaimed it our new sun, I realised nothing had changed. I told him and the others it was still just the moon. They laughed. I left.

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