Gone are the days

Creeping through the earth with renewed vigour and joy, darling blossoming buds, trees of tomorrow, and butterflies to be, rejoice as emptiness resounds.

Human buzz, now only a hazy memory.

My entry for day 7 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction 2020 competition. Today’s prompt: hazy. Read more on Twitter.

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