The mortals’ reverence faded.

They grew distracted and self-absorbed, no longer worshiping The Goddess.

Her temple fell into ruin. Crumbled bits of once-sacred stone became debris scattered among tall grass. Moss and ivy clung to marble.

She watched this disintegration as it mirrored that of civilization.

Humanity split apart like a plank of weathered wood, discarding kindness and embracing hate.

She felt no pity or sorrow but, instead, disappointment and disgust. They were a plague.

Silent many years, The Goddess waited, fury rising, until she stood and filled the heavens with her rage, unleashing a storm to end them.



Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch

July 13, 2016 prompt: Anger In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using the emotion of anger.ย 

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19 thoughts on “Disintegration

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  2. Powerful piece. And I agree with Charli at the symbolism in this: “Humanity split apart like a plank of weathered wood, discarding kindness and embracing hate.” The storm is waging. The goddess is powerful indeed. Why we mere mortals do our utmost to annihilate ourselves is beyond me. Surviving the goddess’s wrath is challenge enough.
    I challenge your miserablism with my meliorism. I hope mine wins. Some days it seems impossible. ๐Ÿ™‚

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