ten years later

A monster tramped in the falling snow, growling and devouring everything in its path, wiping out the reminders of civilization and leaving rubble and grime before returning to the sea.

Familiar scenes vanished and became memories, tears were shed until no more, and resilience was imposed to persevere.

Today, the sea is calm while, on the shore, a different type of varmint rages on, and people wearing masks put their hands together silently, keeping appropriate distances from each other, and bow their heads in remembrance.

I couldn’t help but write about the massive earthquake and tsunami in Japan. Written for Friday Fictioneers – 12 March 2021 and Three Line Tales – week 267.

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