A droubble by Jakester519
'Will it hurt?'
I look down at her. Streaks of tears have cleaned random lines through the grime and dirt that have accumulated over the last 24 hours.
'No...at least I don't think so baby. Don't think about it.'
She turns her head to one side and pushes her face into my arms. 'I don't want to see it coming.'
I smooth her hair. It is all I can do.
'OK. You don't have to do anything you don't want to.'
I am as comfortable as I can possibly be. My back is resting against an ancient, dead, oak tree. Dead like everything else on this god forsaken planet. It happened so quickly. The scientists could not explain why. The priests and the religious tried to say it was the wrath of whichever god was being spouted about. No-one wanted to take the blame and everyone wanted to apportion it out. Global warming, a new ice age, God, aliens...hell there were some saying it was Bill Gates and his new Windows operating system. I just knew it was meant to be.
So we sit there waiting for the sun to rise. Our last sunrise together. Mankinds last sunrise on Earth.