Advent Drabble #20
Advent Drabble #20
(Because this is a story that really does need told.)
The snow grows deeper every day. Kara remembers sunshine, from when she was a child, but that was long ago. She tries to recall the sight of green growing things and only comes up with pictures from books.
Mother says their supplies are too low, even if they cut their rations again. She looks so sad, telling them it's time to go into the pods.
Mother and father kiss her on the forehead, one last time. As the pod closes around her, she's warm for the first time in an age.
Kara closes her eyes and dreams of the sun.
(Because this is a story that really does need told.)
The snow grows deeper every day. Kara remembers sunshine, from when she was a child, but that was long ago. She tries to recall the sight of green growing things and only comes up with pictures from books.
Mother says their supplies are too low, even if they cut their rations again. She looks so sad, telling them it's time to go into the pods.
Mother and father kiss her on the forehead, one last time. As the pod closes around her, she's warm for the first time in an age.
Kara closes her eyes and dreams of the sun.