She covered her head with her blanket and listened to Gabe's melancholy singing. When she fell asleep, she dreamed of death - not just for her, not just for her species, but for every living thing she had ever known. The Earth was flat and wide and brown, a field of dirt as barren as the moon, a single road stretching into the endless distance. The last to fall were the buildings, distant and solemn, the gravestone for an entire world. Then they disappeared, and there was nothing left but nothing.
- Chapter 13, pages 113-114
I love the reality this gives. It's not just about her, or even about her family members. It's not even about the entire human race. It's about the entire world. That is what tripped me out about this paragraph, and this book in general.
Review on Wednesday!