It’s a new age; those that have made it through the post nuclear winter, survive the radiation and eked out an existence, grow strong. From here there is hope, the earth and its few inhabitants can start the task of rebuilding, recreating. It will be slow, the concept of religion has been abandoned and we must once again rely on the land and its ability to forgive. And through all this I look deep in to her eyes, looking past the horror and sadness to the generations that lay ahead. I take her hand, and upon one knee I ask.
A contest entry
- Write a story using exactly 100 words! by Jinxgirl.
155 points, ended March 17, 2007, 43 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This was beautiful.
And there's such a sad truth there too, isn't there?
I loved it.
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Aww, this was beautifully done. Original way of doing it too. And I am saddened by the truthful ring there. We aren't a very nice species, are we?
- HT
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This is really good, I read this once before but never commented.
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hmmm, interesting... i like the tone of this, and the idea behind it has potential to be elongated. thanks for entering!
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