AfLi

Sun shrews grew over the flat mountain leaning over to the shredded sun-burn trees. Air filled with misery and silence brought death to anything that breathed. Sore pores of unwitting darkness spread in every light till it lost away to nothing. Its color none, its essence felt. It made the world a void. Soil was no longer brown, water was no longer blue. Colors were just words, words; just a thought, thought; just a memory, memory; which no longer existed. The last of  those who hid the last breaths of life called it AfLi. It wasn't alive, it never was.

There it lay so perfectly hidden, to each and every visitor until the first and final steps where onto this forsaken sphere. Sucked, they would into ploy. It wasn't evil, it was us.