The world no longer tolerated human sounds.
We again had only the wind and birds and streams, not the constant thrum of industry.
Cars and trucks and even trains lay askew, smoking and silent under gunmetal skies.
Whatever happened had passed us by – it was elsewhere, an abstraction.
So we made love, and ate, and said beautiful drunken things.
We ran naked through the house, delirious in the aftermath of history.
We lived as the Creator had intended.
And it was only after the first of the dead scratched lightly at our bedroom window
That we realized the world would have its horror – our dreams be damned.
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Image by Burtoo
Sitting in Darkness 
July 10th, 2012 at 9:44 pm
Such are great beginnings. 🙂
July 11th, 2012 at 7:07 am
Hey CM –
Thanks for the comment. Hope all is well with the new digs..
July 11th, 2012 at 9:27 am
New digs are delayed a bit . . but I know I’ll be somewhere new by the end of the summer / start of fall. 🙂
July 11th, 2012 at 9:54 am
Geez, Bob, I could hardly scroll past that freakin’ creepy picture fast enough! (she shivers) Your wonderful story finished the job. Nicely done. (glances outside-why are all the birds suddenly quiet?) Thanks for making my day a bit more dangerous feeling. (rises and begins to board up the windows)
July 11th, 2012 at 9:59 am
Annie!
How’s the writing and the roaming and photographing of the little critters of the world? Thanks for dropping in again and I hope all is well out your way…BB
July 11th, 2012 at 10:13 am
Life is good…off to Panama next Jan to photograph some of those little critters…I’m on the hunt for bigger-than-life creepy crawlies! My writing is also coming along, I am editing a few more of my dark stories for another Kindle extravaganza (um, e-book) and was hoping to hear news sometime that you were going to bundle up some of your awesome tales and do the same? Best– Annie
July 11th, 2012 at 2:28 pm
Great piece of flash fiction!
July 11th, 2012 at 3:43 pm
Thanks POH!
July 11th, 2012 at 11:36 pm
Reblogged this on The Horrifically Horrifying Horror Blog and commented:
Nicely written chiller!
July 12th, 2012 at 5:48 am
Thanks Emma!
And thanks for reblogging it on your awesome site
July 12th, 2012 at 1:16 pm
Love, love, love your pictures. Even when they scare me silly. This one especially… I can hear the fingernails scratching at the glass. If only I didn’t have to open the window to see clearly who seeks entry. I fear that once I know, life will never be the same. Creepy good, as always, Bob.
July 12th, 2012 at 1:36 pm
Thanks Suzanne- glad you like the picture and the story. Believe it or not, this story just spilled out the other night. I went to Flickr to find an accompanying photo and, well…I mean, damn….a direct hit.
July 30th, 2012 at 3:04 pm
Nice story, almost a prose poem. That picture is just perfect.
July 30th, 2012 at 4:27 pm
Thanks Elizabeth!