Mojisola Akinwande

Darwinism

The dark, dreary clouds that overcast the sky transfigured into fluffy lumps resembling scoops of vanilla ice cream. The smell of death, despair, and destruction faded into that of lavender, laughter, and love. A sun once destined to extinction now radiated beams that cracked through clouds. This unbelievably rapid metamorphosis took a century. The human race forgot about the plague that almost wiped them out. Everything became perfect in this utopian world.