Antoine Boucher

Wasteland Spirits

(Disclaimer: I wrote this in high school a few years back for English class.) In the wasteland that the Old World left behind after the great war of 2070, it is rare to see someone enjoying some fresh and non-irradiated food... Yet, under the remains of an old rusty train wagon, a little girl was sharing a juicy pineapple-like fruit with her mother who was cooking the meat of one of many mutated animals over a campfire.