This little story is for Sonya’s weekly Three Line Tales writing challenge.
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The lights went out all over the world, some in an explosion of darkness, others like a ripple of dark fire, and a great silence fell.
In a forgotten corner of an unvisited park on the edge of an isolated town, where the wild woods met the tame, a single light shone, bright as a bonfire.
No people were there to see the light dancing in the glass—all were cowering in underground bunkers—only a fox, hurrying back to his earth, saluted the memory of the Earth with a respectful flick of his tail.
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