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.
My world is covered in snow, the blizzard was terrifying. Chaos never seems to stop these days.
Blizzards, floods, hurricanes, droughts, fires, famines, diseases–our world is like a blender, it whirls us around and spits us out thoroughly mashed up. Some people still called this normal.
The day we learned that the new hemorrhagic fever is transmittable by aerosols was the turning point. The anti-everythingers are eerily silent all of a sudden.
Fear of death does that to some people.
Others help and comfort each other and work tirelessly to make life better. These are my kind of people.
This goes as science fiction, but barely.
We’ve had severe flooding in Germany. Administrators were warned but didn’t believe the warnings and thus didn’t evacuate. People died. The haters take advantage and drive around yapping out their anti-everything propaganda while others work night and day to help. The world is a madhouse.