We’d built bonfires atop our respective mountains, twelve miles apart, where we spent our days alone fearfully watching, dreading contact. We’d seen no-one since The Virus destroyed humanity, but for ten long years we’d remained vigilant, our bonfires primed warning signals to the other.
Fear of The Virus prevented our contact, but we’d devised this arrangement through a series of stone-scraped messages.
Last night her bonfire blazed.
It took three hours to get to her mountain, another hour to climb.
I found her smouldering remains in the embers of the bonfire. There was no sign of a struggle.
Brandon Sutton about 5 years ago
I enjoyed the anti-climactic ending, since it was executed pretty well. Nice work!
Neil Murton about 5 years ago
That's a sad one :(
Horrorshow about 5 years ago
The anti-climactic ending was very fitting and a perfect way to end a splendidly bleak drabble.
Drew Martyn about 5 years ago
Thank you all. I wanted to see what I would come up with in a post-apocalyptic scenario. Im glad you enjoyed it, thanks again.