A mad man tale: The rain

Did you see the horizon? That is, our horizon. Its beautiful.

The earth is dry, dry and without the most remote sign of life; The air is warm, very hot and humid, even heavy, suffocating, smells like rotting meat and blood.

In the distance the ruins of what we once built as a race remain erect, and they are decorated, mutilated and rotten corpses hang like christmas tree ornaments. Silence is only interrupted by something, do you know what it is? The rain.

Yes, it rains, it rains like never before, it rains blood, blood of all the beings that inhabited the earth, it rains blood, it rains blood, it rains blood, it rains blood on the horizon.