Status Updates From Fable for the End of the World

“Do you ever wonder if they’re wrong?” I ask. “The scientists I mean. They keep telling us that the planet is getting warmer, less hospitable. That eventually it won’t be able to host any life at all. But do you think they could be wrong? That maybe there’s a chance things could get better?”

“She just nods. Still not much for words, my Angel. I wonder when I started thinking of her as mine.”

“But seeing a mutation turns my stomach all the same. It’s a reminder that our work has a planned obsolescence, an expiration date. One day we’ll wake up and all the ordinary animals will be gone. Only the mutations will be left.”