Postmortem

"You ever suddenly remember a place you used to work at,
and wonder if the people there ever think about whatever happened to you,
and then realise they'd never granted you half a thought since you were gone?
That's kind of what the apocalypse was like."

I had so much stuff to do I decided to do this instead.

The sky: [link]
The railway: [link]
The wolf: [link]
The tree: [link]
The barrel: [link]
The branches: [link]
The rust pattern: [link]