Story Time Sunday #16

Happy Sunday! This week’s 100 word micro-fiction was inspired by the photo prompt from 100 word story. At the end of a busy week, a bite-size flash is sometimes just right. Enjoy.

The waters of the world rest firmly in one pouch of grass, protected like an endangered species. Long since pooled for preservation, Earth’s well reflects a handful of trees and houses. Rivers are silt beds, polluted and full of fuel’s stench.

Only the world’s wealthiest live waterfront. All other inhabitants must wait for sparse rains to experience wetness, salvaging droplets in barrels that will remain dry long past empty. Around the last lake, an artificial peach sunrise concocted from sprayed chemicals creates an illusion of olden times, times when the spray of a wet dog was not a sacred childhood experience.

7 responses to “Story Time Sunday #16”

Misky

Such a fabulous insight into the possible. We can only hope that it never comes true.

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Agreed. We forget sometimes that water is a commodity and clean water is a luxury. Thanks, Misky.
  
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Hobbo

What an apocalyptic nightmare! A scary glimpse into, what I hope, will not be the future.

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1. K.Hartless
  
  I agree, Hobbo. Hope we, as a species, can do better at preserving and not polluting the resources we have, even when it seems there is an abundance. Thanks for reading and commenting.
  
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  1. Hobbo
    
    I agree. We need to do better, before it’s too late.
    
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T.J.S. Sherman

Hopefully we won’t all be living there soon, we’ll done (if not terrifying).

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1. K.Hartless
  
  Thank you. Too many trips to the lake here in Bavaria, maybe. The ‘last lake’ would surely be overcrowded. I’m lucky to live with such beauty every day and pieces like this spread awe and respect.
  
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