THEY WERE ONLY TWO ON THE PLANET.
The sky was blue and the land was green: all sorts of fishes used to swim in the sea and stars were glittering in the sky at night. In the summer there were these things called fireworks and a lot of mosquitoes, and the crimson leaves of autumn were unforgettable. In the winter, snow used to fall and cover everything: it was like another world, and it was hard to walk there. Touching your big stomach, you told our child about those stories. "Should we really give birth to our child in a world like this?", I persuaded you again and again. We can't live alone, but as long as we're family, we're going to be fine. So, dear, I just want you to imagine the moment dawn breaks, because when this planet was born, pain must have accompanied its birth.

(Fonte: humanity-has-declined)