The Girl and The Flower

The booming bass sound echoed out from the pipes, indicating that someone, somewhere, was building. A new road, apartment building, or something that doesn't really matter after it's been used 1000 times, it all kept moving and flowing, the constant humming and crashing of new machines being built and old ones being replaced.

The wet dripping continued from the refuse pipes, long rusted holes, and somewhere down below a new hole was being corroded into the vast metal network that was The Underground.

the leaking was not isolated in it's efforts, as every 5 meters along the huge metal chasm was a new hole, a new leak, breaking through the long forgotten and long un-used pipelines that ran through The Underground

But, like the indomitable human spirit, life struggled through in these hollow lungs.

Sheer luck and chance allowed one purple flower to be born in these pipes, barely living and all alone, but, still living.

For 6 hours each day the sun broke through the cracks and shined on this flower, allowing the nutrients to seep through layer upon layer of metals just to reach this one specific plant.

It was alone, and it was alive.

On the 23rd of Equin, Named after emperor supreme Equinox, The flower was born. Five days later it sprouted, and 56 days after being brought into this cold, dark tube of silence, it gained a visitor.

A bumbling mass of synthetic cloth and wool trudged through the pipes, aiming to reach the city through the "Backdoor way" that a mentally insane man had told it to go down in order to reach the last beacon of hope for this child.

It was 6 years old, and yet it was dying in these cold pipes of a virus that caused the city to be bordered off from the outside and below. The child had been walking for 2 days and would run out of nutrient pills in 2 more.

As the little ball of hope walked in the long and winding tunnels, it came across The flower. It had never seen anything like it in it's entire life, so small yet so colorful.

It had remembered that if it could gather rarities from the outside and sell them on the inside then it would be able to buy more nutrient pills, and survive for weeks longer.

The child grabbed the flower and pulled it out from the pipe, pocketing it, then continuing on its journey.

On this day, the last sunflower to ever exist had died.

3 days later, the child would die after running out of food and eating the poisonous flower in attempts to continue into the journey.