Friday Fictioneers: Nowhere land

Rochelle since we last touched base, I’ve hosted a very successful dinner party, a whole load off fun, my son had a party for 40 people mostly 17 year olds and we failed atrociously at the pub quiz. And sadly I’ve made several false starts at the FF, head wasn’t in it maybe… Anyway maybe today will be different. Thanks to Lisa Fox for the atmospheric photograph, lets get the thinking cap on.

On My Marks…

Get Set…

GO!!!

Finally they’d reached the sea, but it wasn’t where the old charts had predicted it should be, they were many days hike inland according to the charts.

The landmass was apparently shrinking, with very little to use as points of reference, occasionally they would kick up a pointed metal “T” from the dust as they shuffled endlessly on in amorphous weavings.

It was Millennia since the Long Dark Winter and the melting of something they called “Ice”. In the skies they saw flashes of lights moving this way and that, disappearing into the darkness and wondered what they were.

There we go, a typically cheerful look at the end of the world and the beginnings elsewhere, or the carrying on of another world ignoring the past.

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  1. I wrote about the end of ice last week, Shrawl. Happy in a depressed way that others recognize the end.

    It was Millennia since the Long Dark Winter and the melting of something they called “Ice”.

    I like this bit also:

    shuffled endlessly on in amorphous weavings.

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