The survivors cling to the fragment of earth as it hurtles through the void, heading straight for a bright light.
Looking backwards, two women yearn for earth but the explosion had obliterated it and all its inhabitants, apart from them.
An man, his chest hefting with wheeze lay, stuck in a twilight world, waiting for death. Near him, a boy stares at the bright light at the end of the tunnel. His mother had always told him ‘stay away from the light.’ He worries. He has no wish to die.
Two women look into the black space amazed that all the colours of the rainbow were contained within it. The red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet overwhelms them. Their hearts fill with joy. Impossible to be frightened amidst such beauty.
An inquisitive child crawls to the edge to get a better view. She had no knowledge of death. Her journey had started simultaneously with the explosion and she was unaware that earth’s inhabitants had died. Her only emotion was curiosity.
I’m Peter. I’m taking these people home.
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In response to Priceless Joy‘s FFFAW prompt using with thanks one of Goroboy’s photographs.