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It was a tight race, but this was one of the two apocalyptic mini-stories that won the fan poll this month! (I planned to post the two together but... sick.) Rogan apparently originally wrote this story on 2020/4/14. This is probably the shortest story we will ever post on this blog.
the Heralds of the End
As the world crumbles, the heralds of the End ride up on their pale horses. They cross the empty streets, calling up to the shuttered windows, “As the End comes upon you, consider: have you conducted yourself well? Have you devoted yourself to what truly matters?”
I open my window and hold out my beefcake.
“Very good,” they say. “Carry on.”
the Heralds of the End
As the world crumbles, the heralds of the End ride up on their pale horses. They cross the empty streets, calling up to the shuttered windows, “As the End comes upon you, consider: have you conducted yourself well? Have you devoted yourself to what truly matters?”
I open my window and hold out my beefcake.
“Very good,” they say. “Carry on.”
