The fog, mist and soot hung low across the air all around was unrecognisable. Nature had slowly taken over a place where no one had lived, where no one has been in many years. The buildings were halfed and the rubble surrounded the buildings, leaving anyone in its path stuck or dead. It was almost impossible to move around considering the place was so unwell kept the only kind of nature that took ...

On days the grass is green the sun beams ever so brightly, the birds sing symphonies of life and joy, and water flows with fish and poise destined to be ever so bright one day felt not so right, as time went by not all stayed like that day in early May before the sky turned old and grey, the birds no longer strayed away, the water was slow and bare. It almost seemed like no one cared for the light...

Not exactly the prompt, but I just gotta make it a whole story 😉

-but Eliahi, the storm! You'll be lost for sure!” my little brother said nervously, chewing his thumbs. I ruffled his blonde hair absently, “don't be such a worry wart, I'll be fine.” But honestly, I wasn’t so sure. I closed the door softly, and trudged down the narrow passage. Unlike most towns, ours is awake at all hours. It wasn...

When the rocks leaked, we cheered. The drought was over; Herion, our god, bled the stones of water. We drank, many of us in a stupor from the purest of spirits. We soaked our clothes and washed our dusty scalps. Our children splashed and played. Joy bubbled from our mouths just as the rocks dribbled its stream. Days passed. The pink returned to our flesh. Weeks. We made lakes and ponds. Months. Ou...

The cracks in the worn out concrete with the early stages of the forest ready to consume the last remnants of what I once called home.

Millennia has passed, and I still yearn for the time that this place was filled with warmth and love.

The day I abandoned this place is the day I lost apart of my soul.

Did I know this is what it will look like after I came back?

No.

No I didn’t.

I expected this p...

Once it was a northern temperate rainforest. Perpetually verdant pine forests, rich in crystal blue glacier lakes perched atop brilliant snow covered mountains, it was possessed of an overwhelming richness of natural resources and beauty supplying boundless ecosystems of thriving creatures. We lived here, in the shadow of great mountains and towering trees.

But year after year heat domes and drou...

Everything seems so peaceful , so beautiful , so perfect. The postcard of the quintessential, coastal southern region .

The Cape Fear Region , It’s beaches and The Wilmington NC area are that perfect summer vacation destination for millions .

But is it so perfect, so peaceful , so lovely .

Not to the men and women who work and live along the Cape Fear . That’s because there are an alarming rate ...

I remember them... it. Velvet of the hills, they lie east, far and deep east. Even past Rinkle-Joy. The entirety of the hills Velvet breathe an; unnaturally saturated green low grass. It's disturbingly absent in flaws or inconsistency. This place; it's bright green grass tumbling hills. The diminutive kind you can walk on relatively safely; It feels endless.

The man pauses, slumping his elbows on...

A well.

It hasn’t stood the test of time… well, /well/.

Some say it’s haunted, some say that’s silly. Other’s simply know it’s old and unusable and, really, just leave it be.

There are some, however, that see certain signs.

A pair of boots.

A faded picture.

What could’ve been a note.

These things could mean anything, some say.

But others know they mean /a thing/.

One, just one.

Somet...

This house

All tattered and torn

From the years of neglect

Laziness

How did it get this bad?

Over years and years

It keeps pushing and pulling

On its way out

Until there’s nothing left

It’s moments like these you realize

Just how badly you’ve fucked up

And fucked off

You could have done better

But it’s the sand that slipped through the cracks

Now the house is flooded

And it’s crashing against...