Tcesin History, Page 4

From beneath the ancient isle of Hawaii stirred our liquid path to existence. The volcano erupted, releasing spores that harboured each being, perfectly formed in subterranean mines. We gushed out in masses. Magma destroyed all surface green, readying the ground for stark, beautiful desolation.

“There are rumours,” Hcaor Teacher hissed, “that some humanoids remain, but we routinely whip out the Actara and exterminate their hiding spots.” It looked around the concrete cylinder. “Green is a terrible thing.”

From the back of the class, I spotted a small green leaf rising from the earth. I adjusted my fake antennae and smiled.


Copyright © 2015 by Emily Clayton
Originally appeared on Flash!Friday’s Warmup Wednesday:

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