By Robert Porter
“I didn’t think it’d be like this,” she said, voice splintering in the heat. They sat on the sand under a cypress tree as she drank gin straight from the bottle.
His lips cracked as he spoke, “What’d you think?”
“About?”
He nodded toward spiraling columns of steam over the ocean.
“Something more serene, I guess, like turning off the lights after a long day.”
The brilliance pressed them into the ground.
“I’d like that,” he tried to say, reaching for her hand, but the air boiled, the bottle of gin exploded, and the beach turned into a grave of glass.
I love apocalypse stories. This is a really good one.
What a wonderful image–“The brilliance pressed them into the ground.” Your story is succinct and powerful!
The imagery is excellent. Great job. :>
Love how it reveals an entire story by just showing us an ending.
Short and powerful. Well done.
Great story, Robert! Well done.
Great story, Robert. Really hits at the end too.