Friday Fictioneers – Rebirth

ff041213The chemicals which rained down on the inhabitants of the seven great cities didn’t pause to distinguish on class grounds. Corpses rotted in the palatial bunkers of the rich just as quickly as they did within the communal shelters infested by the masses.

For years there was nothing. Then the inquisitive drifted back; tests were run, samples taken. Breath by breath the air was clearing: the poison all but flushed from the atmosphere.

Where there was once only death and decay, life has now returned. Where once pro-war graffiti polluted the sightlines, purple headed flowers now reach for the sun.


These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

17 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Rebirth

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Cheers Sandra. The flowers were the star of this picture for me. They looked like they were fighting back against whatever troubles had taken place.

  1. Helena Hann-Basquiat

    A story of hope just when I need it most, Paul. Thank you from the bottom of my twisted little heart.

    1. paulmclem Post author

      You have me worried now H. I’m glad my story brought a smile to your face, but it seems there are more important things than words on your mind. Whatever is behind your worries I’m sure I speak for everyone on FF when I say we’re thinking of you. Whenever you need cheering up we’ll always be here. Take Care, PaulC.

  2. atrm61

    Great job Paul-loved how you started on a dark and hopeless note and then slowly the tone changed and finally ended on a hopeful high note-and that too in mere 100 words-Bravo!


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