[Fiction] Dear Posse No. 10: The World is Talking

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Dear Posse,

Eliza stayed over last night. We didn’t sleep much, too busy comparing notes on our new reality. She sees the glowing wisteria, hears the cicadas’ warnings, and has seen the children in the shadows.

But she brought up something new: the whispering winds carry messages. “They’re talking,” she said. “The world is talking, but who is listening?”

We decided to listen together. We sat in the dark, in the silence of my living room, and we listened. The winds told stories of times past and times to come, of the world bending, breaking, and eventually, maybe, healing.

It’s a lot to take in. I’m not sure what to make of it all, but I’m glad I’m not alone anymore. Brad seems to think we’re on the right path.

Maybe there’s hope yet. Maybe we can find more people like us, or maybe we can just find a new way to live in this changed world.

Either way, I’m not just watching anymore. I’m listening.