Flash Fiction Challenge: A Story In Three Sentences

Chuck Wendig laid out a new flash fiction challenge yesterday.

I took it on, and here is the result:


My hands held the rich, dark, loam; the soil that was my salvation, providing sustenance after the reckoning. Here in my far North mountain home, I forged a new life, away from the chaos and violence; with like-minded people, I started anew. Bright flashes over the horizon, like the sun at daybreak, foretold a new darkening; the ash fell like snow, choking the sky and all beneath.


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