A hundred years on, tumble-weeds race along deserted interstate highways and a gigantic crater tells of unimaginable destruction. As we land and take readings of the surroundings, we discover our home is barely habitable.
“At least it’s recovered more than the red planet.”
“We’ll start terraforming this one first, Adam.”
Connell wrote this late at night.
Did the timing of your writing influence you to think of the “eve of destruction” or the Eve of a new beginning? It’s the old “the chicken or the egg” question. Either way, you hatched a good story.
John
Thanks John,
Probably more a revolving door of sorts with events destined to repeat again and again, but I can see how one or the other makes sense. Glad you liked it.
Connell