Gates of Utopia
“I wish it had been as simple as a nuclear war,” her aunt said when Pim was old enough to ask what happened.
“They used to say war is in our nature, but it turns out, we weren’t destined to go extinct in a sudden blaze of glory,” said the auntie who had lived through the end of the world. “Instead it was a slow, predictable march to self-destruction.” Pim, then a young 6 years old, blinked up at her without understanding. Auntie sighed.
