Charmed Chaos
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Aftermath
Tall grass grew between the railroad timbers. The last time a train passed this way was probably back in 2020 during the Covid-19 outbreak.
Lucas followed train tracks because they always lead somewhere. Long ago, he got into the habit of counting steps. Each night, he wrote down the number of steps that day in his moleskin.
Finally reaching the train station, he could see no one left and no one came on the bare platform. A faded sign read, Welcome to Salt Lake City.
He had seen only one human on his journey, a week back in Denver. ‘Going home to Virginia’, the man said and went on his way. His parting words were, “If you’re going to SLC, look for the grey spires in the sky. That’s the Mormon temple and there’s folks living there.”
Spotting the spires, Lucas walks towards them.
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Prosery Edward Thomas
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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Woah – post-apocalyptic or what? The details anchor it well. I think we can all imagine this one playing out. Great write.
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Thank you Sarah.
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Pretty damn scary, very dark and realistic. Today out here on the trail, there has been some terrific flash fiction; makes prosery one of my favorite prompts.
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Yes, I love it too. It’s a fantastic exercise in brevity. Thank you Glenn.
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Linda, you told this chilling tale just right. I hope he finds a community there at the church.
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Thank you Lisa!
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🙂
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At least a few survived…(K)
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Yes. Thank you.
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Very nicely done, and timely in its eerie emptiness as well.
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Thank you.
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I love how your story leaves room for a sequel! Wondering what he might find in the Temple!
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Yes!
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This drew me right in! I want to know what happens next!😷
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oh! what’s next! what’s next! love the apocalyptic and eerie vibe of your details!
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Thank you!
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Current global pandemic certainly brings out the speculation of what ‘after’ will look like and it’s chilling.
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Yes.
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Futuristic, realistic and chilling, Linda! I’m glad there were survivors.
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Thank you kindly Kim. Yes, me too.
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I can imagine a few survivors walking around trying to find anyone else in the ruins of our past… wonder what will kill us in the end.
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Yes, I do too.
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Chilling, eerie and scary. I love this post. This could have easily been the start of a great sci-fi movie. Well done.
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Thank you.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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