The world burned, and the ice melted, and the sea rose. Yet the consumption of meat, of dairy, of plastic, of fossil fuel continued unabated. Many people had known for decades that something had to be done, that something had to be changed. Eventually the powerful were begrudgingly convinced of this, too. After years of deliberation, tough decisions were made. Their suggestions to the public were touted far and wide.
There is no planet B after all, they reminded everyone. Humans relaxed. The End.
Harry Wilding writes in Nottingham. He has had work published by the likes of Popshot, Flash Magazine and Ink, Sweat & Tears.