Nothing Like Comets

Nothing like comets for beauty. That’s what we said when they were streaking towards us: science had said that it couldn’t be prevented. They would hit and things would be filled with dust for centuries to come, clogged to the rafters with the kickback and the sediment in the air. We said we understood - we smiled and nodded, and we returned to business as usual. And, of course, it would all be happy-happy until it was less than fifteen-thousand miles away from impact and you could pick out the individual craters in the surface. You could pretty much place which one you would get crushed under. 1

Then it was chaos.2

Nothing like chaos. We all walked to the houses of the people we loved, and could love and never would love. It’s that type of imminence. We said our goodbyes and I’m-so-sorries. We hugged; we fucked. And that was all well and good until you could see the landmarks on the thing, and we realized there was nothing we can do and all of the last-minute love was pointless. Well, at least we were dying happy.3

Nothing like futility. A few of us went prostrate and tried to find God, a few had already thought they had found it - they found out they didn’t. And nobody could find anything then, because that’s when the comet hit, and everything went black. Maybe some of them found God, in the end; I wouldn't know.4

But I can tell you this much: I’m just glad you were with me then.

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  • callthexylophone
    December 20, 2007

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    Ohhh............... fantastic. Very original, I love this. I love its brevity, too. No complaints, comments, or concerns.


  • Delfishie
    December 13, 2007

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    Very nice. The short quality of the story really adds to the whole impression - that the entire world just found out that they're all gonna die, so they're going through their own personal grieving steps as quickly as they can.

    Good job on this. If I could suggest anything, it would be to cut out the occasional extraneous word to make this story even MORE brief, so that it can have even more of an impact.