The Final Days

Author: R. Fast / Labels:


I remember dreaming of the day I could join the others. Their fight was for a new revolution, an end to the thousands years of suffering we had endured up until the final days of Ozez.

The final days of the end were horrifying. The death, destruction and poisoning that lay waste to the planets population occurred within a weeks. The main land had sensed an uprising from the islands and over-reacted to a meteor shower by launching the H.A.I.L, a missile produced from the radioactive crystal deposits located under the Espus Sea. The force of the impact jump started our planets sleeping tectonics and opened a great rift between the islands and the main land. It released a noxious gas the color of fire, which melted any metallic structure and either killed or horribly mutated any person in it's path. The few of us, farthest from the drop point, who survived found refuge in the newly created gorge between the two largest islands Tean and Zosos, so affectionately called "The Protector" or Tapiel now.

Those few deformed survivors, left maimed and mentally slowed by the gas still wander blindly near the coasts of the destruction in our newly remodeled land. The changes that occurred left no familiarity to our home planet. Beaches and harbors that once provided a gate to the bounty of the seas are now the mountains and valleys of our mountainous interior lands. The islands have all shifted and split, leaving new oceans and lakes to be discovered. The one thing left untouched, strangely enough, by the destruction were or electronic communication devices. While they exist only in a rough form of wires and plastils they have given us the window to our new world. Feeding down satellite images for our eyes to gaze upon feverishly.

I wouldn't give this new world up for anything and think back shamefully at my childlike ideals. The war has brought an end to our commercialized and over economized way of life. To the residential areas and the generated foods. It has brought us back to a time of harvesting and family and to our ever changing planet.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ahhh...so nice!! How you dream up these amazing stories...amazes me!

Anonymous said...

I second the first comment. It is wonderful how your mind is so active....really good. Thanks for sharing.