Never Surrender

Bombs rain down indiscriminately as sirens pierce the evening air.
A city set ablaze as it crumbles to the ground.
Plumes of grey and purple smoke rise into the red dusk.
A mother and her child dance through the streets.
Arms outstretched as the ashen sky falls like confetti about them.
Choosing to join the dead than ever surrender.

GirlieOnTheEdge’s Six Sentence Stories #211.
Date: 2022-05-08 | Word: Confetti | Tags: #sixsentensestories

Photo Credits: Unknown | Photo Editing: Greg Glazebrook
Copyright 2022 Greg Glazebrook, All Rights Reserved.


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