Tales of the Old Used to Be

There was a time when there used to be stories here. These fires, burning through the night, would be where the people gathered as they waited for sleep to come. We would tell each other tales; sometimes the tales of The Old Used to Be, sometimes tales of hunts, scavengers, loves and loses.

Even then, I think we knew the people were dying. Back in The Old Used to Be, there were many more people, at least according to some of those old stories, there were people beyond number. Some dismissed t...