Narrator’s voice: ‘Towards the end, the Western people seem to have believed that turning back into animals would solve the problems that plagued their society.’
Something scurried through the rubble of the ancient ruins. A small mammal. It looked at us for a short moment, then ran for cover under the giant blocks of fallen concrete, its colourful tail tip leaving a dotted trail in the dust. It appeared unconcerned, almost … happy?
Narrator’s voice: ‘Towards the end, the Western people seem to have believed that turning back into animals would solve the problems that plagued their society.’
How can we know for sure unless we try?
Something scurried through the rubble of the ancient ruins. A small mammal. It looked at us for a short moment, then ran for cover under the giant blocks of fallen concrete, its colourful tail tip leaving a dotted trail in the dust. It appeared unconcerned, almost … happy?
Life goals.