Humans are in a pandemic as I write this.
Covid-19. Perhaps you’ve heard of it?
Yet the Old Ones still gather daily and nightly in our yard.
I’ve often fretted about making offerings to The Old Ones. I make sure I offer enough to supplement, not enough to fulfill. I want them to find food their normal ways and not grow dependent. I worry what might happen to them once I pass.
Who will care for them?
I forget that they are Old Ones. They have survived human pestilence save humans being pestilence towards them.
I know certain diseases have ravaged wildlife.
I wonder if they know a disease is affecting Two-Legged life, or do they not care. Do they say amongst themselves, “They are Two-Legs. We were here before them, we will be here after them.”
I wonder how long the current pandemic will last. Or will it decimate Two-Legged life? Were the survivalists correct all along? If you’ve ever read Earth Abides or The Stand, you know the next chapter of humanity may not be all that pleasant.
And still, the Old Ones gather.
I’m sure they will after we’re gone.
The question is, how will they remember us.
So I’ll ask; how do you want to be remembered? Enter a comment. I’d like to know.