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The moon hung above what remained of humanity like a ghostly testament to our former glory. The city of New Alexandria, once a beacon of hope in the wasteland, now stood as a crumbling monument to technological hubris.

Maya had been born in the post-apocalyptic era, but she remembered her grandmother's stories of the great collapse that brought down humanity's civilization. The images were grainy and distorted, like old photographs trying to capture reality beyond their means.

In a forgotten archive deep beneath the ruins, she discovered a collection of primitive photographic plates. Each one showed the moon in different phases, frozen moments of time captured by those who understood the value of such relics before everything fell apart.

The photographs were her only connection to humanity's past, to the world that was lost when the great darkness descended upon the earth. As she carefully preserved each plate, she felt a sense of purpose returning to her existence among the dust and debris.