This short story or cautionary tale, if you prefer, is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales photo prompt.
photo by Edwin Undrade via Unsplash
The last ship pulled away into the unknown, and darkness fell, leaving millions to face the end with no hope of salvation.
There had never been even a pretence that there would be places for everyone, it had always been assumed that only the wealthy and powerful would be taken onto the arks leaving for the new world, somewhere in the future.
The crowd raised their hands in a final farewell to their leaders, rulers, generals, bankers, celebrities—all the glittering success stories, and when the great ship had faded to a fiery torch against the black, the cry went up, “They’ve gone—we can put the lights back on!”