A Deserted Street


We walked for miles. The sun was shining. Without clouds its rays were relentless. The roads spat loads of dust up into our already dry mouthes. Everywhere we enquired offered a negative answer. Nada. Our next crossing would last three days, we couldn’t embark on such a journey empty handed.

Survival Mode.

Regardless of our endless supply of water – the world will end in three days, if our last bottle won’t make it – how could we?

This is a Trifecta challenge:  The world will end in three days. What with my current reality – how could I come up with anything else than this for such a prompt. These are pressing issues.

9 thoughts on “Deserted”

  1. If my world was to end it three days I would want to spend it with all my family, I an not afraid of the world ending as long as I am with my family everything will be ok……………that said I would also like to spend one night getting drunk and being a little silly just a little more fun if I am with my sisters……..drinking…………..lol


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