Burned Prayers
"Sing praises... to thy name... Lord."
That is all the note said. The edges were frayed. The book itself indistinct and charred beyond recognition... for the most part.
Men in white excavated the burned down husk that was once a sanctuary. People gathered and parted nearby, curious but not so much so that they'd risk their lives.
Many were hiding, from what, they were unsure...
More fragments of burning paper rained down from the heavens. Then came the tears.
Then came the tears... in the form of a cleansing, acidic rain.
Biological warfare was the answer, peace a distant prayer.
- Category: Psychological
- Tags: God, Lord, prayer, biological warfare, symbolic, symbolism, sanctuary, heaven, paper
6 comments add one below
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Christopher Angel over 9 years ago
Interesting. Second paragraph, third sentence - do you mean 'charred beyond...'?
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Horrorshow over 9 years ago
Powerful drabble and a brilliant piece of writing.
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Brandon Sutton over 9 years ago
A very well written and potent story.
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Bryan Thomas over 9 years ago
Very well written, Olivia.
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K.Z. Morano over 9 years ago
very powerful and i like the repetition of the phrase "Then came the tears", very effective.
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D.M. over 9 years ago
"Many were hiding, from what, they were unsure..." This line says it all.
