Traitor
“I promise, I won’t chop down any more trees.”
The Once-ler sat on a stump trying and failing to take in the enormity of the situation. The landscape was desolate, the air almost impossible to breathe, the land scarred, water turned polluted scholp.
It was utterly ruined. The valley was ruined and it was entirely his own fault.
He buried his head in his hands, trying to squelch the growing feeling of loneliness. Everyone had left. Not only his employees and his family, but also the Lorax, the animals…
And why not?
Traitor was the kindest name he could call himself.
The Once-ler sat on a stump trying and failing to take in the enormity of the situation. The landscape was desolate, the air almost impossible to breathe, the land scarred, water turned polluted scholp.
It was utterly ruined. The valley was ruined and it was entirely his own fault.
He buried his head in his hands, trying to squelch the growing feeling of loneliness. Everyone had left. Not only his employees and his family, but also the Lorax, the animals…
And why not?
Traitor was the kindest name he could call himself.