End of an Era-a triple drabble
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End of an Era-a triple drabble
End of an Era
The vapor trail of a supersonic jet left an angry red scar across the deep hues of an otherwise pristine sunset. She lowered her eyes.
The vibrant colors of the newly turned fall foliage in the nearby woods were marked by the dark black lines of the power cables looping by.
She lowered her eyes again, to the fields before her. The gentle rippling waves of the crimson autumn grass were interrupted by the dull gray of asphalt, a wavy line of ash across the landscape.
Her eyes fell closed.
Without her vision to distract her, she could hear more clearly the chirping of birds and rustling of animals in the wood, intermixed with the honking and dull roar of the highway below.
Her lips drew into a tight thin line.
She inhaled deeply the scent of good rich earth still damp from the afternoon rains, only slightly marred by the stench of smog blown in by a gentle breeze from the city behind her.
As she opened her eyes once more a single teardrop escaped. It ran down her cheek and dropped unheeded into her lap. It left only the barest trace of moisture on her cheek, the palest echo of the stream that had once babbled through that wood, now dammed and diverted to provide yet more water to the ever growing metropolis at her back.
She rose and walked back into the house, home to generations of her family past. For decades that spot in the lawn had been her favorite place to soak in the beauty of the world around her. Now as she walked through the house and closed the shades and curtains of the windows she wondered quietly to herself, “Will I ever have the heart to open them again?”
The vapor trail of a supersonic jet left an angry red scar across the deep hues of an otherwise pristine sunset. She lowered her eyes.
The vibrant colors of the newly turned fall foliage in the nearby woods were marked by the dark black lines of the power cables looping by.
She lowered her eyes again, to the fields before her. The gentle rippling waves of the crimson autumn grass were interrupted by the dull gray of asphalt, a wavy line of ash across the landscape.
Her eyes fell closed.
Without her vision to distract her, she could hear more clearly the chirping of birds and rustling of animals in the wood, intermixed with the honking and dull roar of the highway below.
Her lips drew into a tight thin line.
She inhaled deeply the scent of good rich earth still damp from the afternoon rains, only slightly marred by the stench of smog blown in by a gentle breeze from the city behind her.
As she opened her eyes once more a single teardrop escaped. It ran down her cheek and dropped unheeded into her lap. It left only the barest trace of moisture on her cheek, the palest echo of the stream that had once babbled through that wood, now dammed and diverted to provide yet more water to the ever growing metropolis at her back.
She rose and walked back into the house, home to generations of her family past. For decades that spot in the lawn had been her favorite place to soak in the beauty of the world around her. Now as she walked through the house and closed the shades and curtains of the windows she wondered quietly to herself, “Will I ever have the heart to open them again?”
Galador khiluva mornie. Estel na illuve!
Re: End of an Era-a triple drabble
I hate development.
(and this is a very well done vignette, AE, just so sad!)
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Re: End of an Era-a triple drabble
*sigh*
Well done, indeed.
If the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence... water your grass.
Re: End of an Era-a triple drabble
I totally relate. Very well written, AnnaEstel.
"Gondor! Gondor, between the mountains and the sea!
West Wind blew there; the light upon the Silver Tree...."
West Wind blew there; the light upon the Silver Tree...."
Re: End of an Era-a triple drabble
Well done AnnaEstel! *sigh* There is nothing good about urban sprawl.
Re: End of an Era-a triple drabble
Thanks Prim, DoK, Firiel, Din!
This little thing started bouncing around my head on the drive home about a month ago and finally got itself written last night. I'm really not entirely sure where it came from.
This little thing started bouncing around my head on the drive home about a month ago and finally got itself written last night. I'm really not entirely sure where it came from.
Galador khiluva mornie. Estel na illuve!