Every Wednesday we get a new picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge graciously hosted by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
The task of the challenge is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the little frog. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.
I have returned but nobody has come to greet me.
Where is everyone?
300 years ago they sent me out–a lonely robot–to explore the universe.
Now, back on Earth, I’m still alone.
Cities, once buzzing with life, are deserted. Trees grow through cracked asphalt and vines envelop high-rise skeletons. The planet used to crawl with humans. Now all that’s left are crumbling storehouses and rusted railway tracks.
I now must search for my creators. What other purpose can there be?.
The universe has wondrous tales to tell but what’s the point if no one’s there to hear them?
The picture feels dystopian to me.
Recently I’ve come across some interesting videos that describe what would happen if all humans disappeared from Earth. It’s reassuring to see how fast nature would recover, and frightening to know that our plastic trash will be around for thousands of years.