Future Warrior
The man paused. It had been four years since he seen the sky through the dense clouds of fallout. He watched the sun's rays tracing lines across the shattered landscape of the city. He smiled. He knew the warming temperatures and clearing skies to be good signs. Another three or four years, he thought, and things will be different. The weight of the canned food he had just found felt satisfying in his pact. He turned West and started walking. It is great to be alive, he said, chuckling to himself...
Posted: 25 Feb 2012