If Animals Could Talk...
It started with a meteor dust storm. Just a strange shimmer in the sky, drifting down over every city, every farm, every home. No earthquakes, no mass extinctions, no monsters clawing from the deep. Nothing happened.Or so everyone thought.Then the animals spoke.Not in screams or howls or biblical prophecy-just words. Simple, clear, undeniable. Pets, livestock, strays, test subjects-all of them. And they didn't need to ask what had changed. They already knew.This is not their origin story. They didn't evolve, they didn't rise up, they didn't break their chains.They just started talking.Some people listened. Some argued. Some panicked. And some-many-did what they do best: ignored, justified, or silenced.A butcher. A vegan. A child on the verge of something dark. A farmer with no shame. A couple lying to themselves as much as to each other. A lonely soul. A neglectful one. A chained dog in the dead of winter. The innocent. The guilty. The ones who changed and the ones who doubled down.Their stories don't matter as much as the ones watching them. The ones who never needed words to understand.Because if animals could talk, there's only one question left to ask:......How fast would we cut their tongues out?…