Chapter 7: Obsidian Sea

Fear.

Shaking, eyes shut.

Fists clenched.

And then, 

Silence. 

Eyes opening.

Breathing 

tense.

Freed from gravity's savage kiss.

Course set, engines firing.

And I see

I finally see.

A God's-eye view of the ocean, and the mountains.

The forests,

burning.

The mountains, 

crumbling.

And the vast oceans,

boiling.

Oh God, the end.

Never again shall a seed sprout from the ground,

ne'er again will the sunrise illuminate the sky in grand blues and searing greens.

My island home

collapses. 

Author's Note

be gentle. i need reviews.

Reviews

[trainwreck]

This sounded really good! I know you sent the request quite a while ago, but now that I finally read it, this was a great piece of work Matt. Go back to writing for this site! I want to see more of your stuff.