For Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt.
We all thought it would come from the ocean, or perhaps a whiteout from the Poles. No one imagined this. No one but those who bought seats in the giant bathyscaphs and never resurfaced. They knew, and now they will be burrowed down deep beneath the mantle of the ocean.
Only now, waking after a night of burning, suffocating heat, do we realise why the idea of shuttles to take the super rich to the stars was abandoned, and why deep sea excavation began.
This morning, the last morning of life on earth, the sky is an ocean of magma, the solar system in fusion, and clouds of grey ash will be the last fragile rampart to fall before the fiery deluge.
That is just how that sky looks isn’t it 💜
It does look horribly like the inside of a blast furnace!
holy moly……..
I don’t think I’d fancy life under the earth’s crust anyway…
Bit like being a pie filling, cooking slowly.
Erk!
😀
Why so glum?
Glum? Isn’t that rather an understatement? Why are you looking so glum, dear? Because it’s the apocalypse. Oh, that. Chin up.
😂😂😂I see the silver lining behind the doomsday cloud.
I hope it stands you in good stead 🙂
I doubt we would survive to wake to it…
I agree. Poetic licence 🙂
It comes in handy 😉
I keep lumps of it out the back 🙂
🙂
It’s Trump
He sunk to safety in Bathyscaph 1.
He did? His safety or ours?
I don’t think he cares much about our safety. He’s the eleventh plague of Egypt, did you know? And with globalisation, what the top nation of the day gets, we all get.
Yes I know! That’s why I pay close attention about what the a**hole is up to.
I hope I’m not there when it happens. No point in buying a seat in a giant bathyscaph or flying off to the stars in a shuttle, or even disappearing beneath the ocean. If I am there, I’d like to face the fiery deluge head on.
I agree. The idea of spending the rest of my life cooped up in an artificial bubble with the rich and powerful of this world would not fill me with joy either 🙂