Friday 24th

Imagine a world where the flutter of vibrant wings has stilled, where flower petals languish, unpollinated, awaiting a visitation that never comes. This is not a fantasy, my friends, but an overture to the ‘Apocalypse of Butterflies’ – our reality where the

Welcome to the world where the sunrise is a forgotten lore, where children sketch the sun in a palette of grays and breathing is synonymous with filtering – welcome to Smog City. Here, the sun has become an urban myth, a celestial

The relentless advance of climate change leaves no stone unturned, no depth untouched. Following the mortifying reveal of cascading coral cemeteries and oceans suffocating from the lack of oxygen, our series takes a plunge into yet another chapter of marine misery: the

In an epoch where the cryosphere should have stood as the last bastion against the siege of climate calamity, we find ourselves chronicling the glacial retreat’s final chapter. The ice—once an eternal symbol of nature’s majesty—now gasps in fragmented sheets, fighting a

The dirge of the once bustling meadows now plays out under a solemn sky, as the air that was once rich with the symphony of buzzing bees falls eerily silent. The world faces an Insect Armageddon, a catastrophic decline in insect populations

Imagine stepping onto your favorite beach, only to find that the familiar caress of sandy shores beneath your feet has succumbed to the insatiable maw of the sea. The sunsets that once painted memories on the canvas of the horizon, now bleed

In a concrete jungle where the horizons are stifling, and the air a concoction of exhaust, could the perched gardens in the sky offer a glimpse of salvation? Amidst towering structures and paved paradises, rooftop gardens emerge as verdant warriors, challenging the

Against a backdrop of an ever-darkening sky, a crimson veil falls upon the Earth. Once symbols of life and vitality, forests stand now as mere candlesticks, alight with the flames of their own destruction. In this morose reality, humanity stares, wide-eyed, as

They once thrived beneath the billows – myriad beings pulsing with the rhythm of the tides, painting a tableau vibrant in the blue abyss. Now, these oceanic canvases increasingly depict a starkly different scene; one where life gasps for breath in the

In the bleak landscape of environmental degradation, where dry riverbeds and desolate fields lie as stark testaments to our collective oversight, new beasts emerge from the shadows – the Methane Monsters. These beasts, not of flesh and bone, but of gas and