Flash Fiction: Now and Then

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Other stories featuring the prompt can be found here.

Nowhere is safe. Take this street, before the outbreak the snow clumped together like fluffy white clouds, no cracks or potholes in the road, the sidewalk smooth. The avenue a haven for life. The building now rubble, one of the first to go. Cars nothing more than burnt out rust pits. The air no longer crisp and fresh, reflecting the death and destruction. Decay from the fallout spread with death. A lesson in history should have been a warning. The elite blinded by greed; it won’t happen to them. Their streets fell as victims like the rest. Zombies the perfect equal opportunist ever created.

42 thoughts on “Flash Fiction: Now and Then

  1. granonine says:

    Death is the great equalizer. A small suggestion: I think your last sentence would have been more clear with, perhaps, a colon after the word “Zombies.” I had to go back and read it again to figure out what you were saying.

    Your descriptive writing was spot on. I could feel the desolation.

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