Derelict #WritePhoto

Inspired by Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt, May 25, 2017

I remember the laughter, the children running around in the high grass, the blue sky, the warm sun. I remember the joy of a shared summer day, with all of them: an old fashioned family, uncomplicated, and happy. I still see the cakes on the little table, the soft drinks, the bees flying high above the roof. It was then.

That was before, before we were invaded, before the monsters came. And now, so many years later, I have come here, and see the depth of our loss: the small house derelict, the silence of a deserted village. This is now.

And now, we keep those memories in our hearts, as we go on, fighting.