And so it came to pass in those days that the last of the wild things crept into their dens, caves, nests and burrows, and passed from the knowledge of man. The fish stopped swimming and the birds stopped flying, the flowers stopped blooming and man noticed not. In those days, the sea died and the land became sterile except for the places kept alive by force. And all that remained living, was suffered to exist in order to feed, clothe or amuse mankind. Their abodes spread like a blight across the surface of the earth and the light from their habitations blotted out the stars but no one looked skywards. And in those days, GOD bowed his head and disowned his creation but man ignored his orphanage. There was nothing left divine, just profits and loss and everything had a price but nothing value.

Then one night a freak accident occurred and the lights went out and the stars appeared. Great men ran in the streets weeping in fear at the unknown sky. They were certain that the end had come. Slack jawed they stood there staring, until they realized that all of their powerful machines had fallen silent and the world was quiet. No breeze caressed their cheek. No wind rustled through the trees for there were no trees, and no birds sang, not even a funeral dirge. There were no ripples on the pond or waves upon the sea, just silence, the silence of a graveyard. And in that time man understood what he had done and understood he was alone and hung his head to cry but none were there to sympathize, and his heart ached at the knowledge of his fate. So it came to pass in those days that the loins of man failed and lust died and mankind, shamed before his own eyes bowed his head and walked into the void unmourned.

Short but sweet... I hope everyone likes it.