Friday Fictioneers, 10 January 2014: After the End of the World As We Knew It

We stood on the edge of Forever and looked over the precipice at what used to be our home. It now sat alone, disengaged, unconnected from the community. We could find only the house and its stairs; there was nothing left of our village. Before the eruption, we were humble fisherpeople who loved living off the sea; in the end, the sea held us captive. No one survived. But oh, how we longed for our home! It still looked beautiful, majestic, indestructable despite its brokenness. But we knew differently. We turned back to Forever and tried to forget the past.

Copyright: Dawn Q. Landau

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  1. Dear Andree,

    Some nice imagery and emotion in this piece. A bleak picture you’ve painted replete with poignant shades of longing. Nicely crafted.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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