“There.” Leaning against Juniper’s shoulder, Begonia pointed off towards the west. A cluster of orange spores and dandelions high in the air started to burn up under an Ozone-depleted patch of sky. Juniper jotted down the coordinates and marked the area on the map along with an estimated dissipation time. "I think that's... better than it was?" Juniper nodded. They watched the sky roiling with shades of colours, burning away a little slower than they had before.
popshot quarterly
Illustration for Popshot Quarterly: Solar Issue. This piece was paired with the short story 'YOU MAKE MYCORRHIZAE' by Steven Feeney.