When the last realm tumbles
And the last wall crumbles
When the last sword is wrought
And the last battle fought
When the last page is turned
And the last book is burned
When the last tale is told
And the last slave is sold
When the last baby cries
And the last maiden dies
When the last king is killed
And the last blood is spilled
When only nymphs survive
Nature will truly thrive
My entry in the June 2020 75 Word Story Challenge at SFFChronicles
Theme: Unusual
Genre: Pastoral Science Fiction or Fantasy
M. Robert Gibson 