Barren. A distant plain where foliage does not dare to grow.

No life appears, as if Mars was a place far closer than we’d imagined.

However, remnants can be found.

Remnants of another time where florals painted the plain and fauna danced

Fossils of stories left behind telling of a time where life and love prospered

Telling of a time when you were here.

Life without you is a barren land, without nutrients and full of drought

Life without you leaves no room for breathing, as all the oxygen left with you.

However, remnants can be found.

With these remnants I will find you, and bring you back to paint the plain.