[ IP ] No one ever does .

*We are both the last of our kind. * Tarber Shifted his weight to his left side. *You and I are in this together my little friend. * The cool damp soil tumbled out of his rusting fingers as he brought a clump to to his mouth. In one gulp he swallowed it whole. *Hmm... just as I thought completely sterile. Well let's see if you'll still grow* 
 
 Tarber parted the soil like a little terrestrial Moses. He carefully placed the glowing sprout in the dirt before bury the few remaining roots with the mounds of soil that surrounded it. It wilted slightly. 
 
 *Oh you're probably thirsty little guy. * Reaching his arm around he removed a pipe from his back. In one slow motion, turning through centuries of rust and dirt, he twisted the cap til the seal cracked. *Here drink this. It'll make you feel better. * 
 
 Drips to a gush then a stop. The water soaked down. *Ca n't give you too much, we're going to have to ration it. I do n't know if I can get anymore. * He placed the pipe once more in his back before laying with his new friend... Waiting for the entropy of the universe to take him.
