It was a bitterly cold night on the lake. The far shore was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and fog covered the water’s surface, hiding whatever was lurking beneath. The sky was clear, free of pollution. Strange lights hovered in the fog and almost seemed to whisper to Saku.
It might have been more beautiful if the world wasn’t ending.
Aino had given birth to a baby girl on the boat last week, and although there had been no complications, Saku still couldn’t shake his anxiety. They would run out of food and water at some point, and then what? Someone might get sick, and then what?
Eino walked out onto the deck and sat down.
“Beautiful night, huh?”
“Yeah. I’m worried though.”
“About what?”
“Just...the world is ending. We had so much more growing up then Ensi ever will. What’s going to be left for her after this?”
There was silence.
“Well, she has us, and we have each other, and maybe that will have to be enough."
