return to the moon

in a postapocalyptic world, shrubs and birch trees have grown thick and untamed the atmosphere, dark and tranquil and human beings have been long since forgotten. in this stillness one room remains and as lovely as the birch forest is its blocking your view of your beloved moon with no more humans to help out its up to you to build yourself up, to reach high enough to meet the light in the night move your light switches, open your blinds, close your doors and you will expand upwards to meet your...