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“Leaving the Desert” by Sjan Evardsson

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The boy sighting down his rifle beside me was barely fifteen. "Do you think they have any?”"Water? Not likely." I was looking at the defensive lines ahead of us through a sniper scope. I might have felt better about the situation if I had the rifle to go with it. "Maybe some food, probably ammo, too.”"So why are we…” the boy began."Hush, Jordan." Satisfied that nothing was happening ahead I lowered the scope and met Jordan's eyes. "Either we take them out, or they take us out. That simple.""Wouldn't it be better to join up, work together?" T...

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“Life Over Death” by D. Alfonso

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After living for thousands of years, never aging, I got pretty good at predicting the actions of mankind. Goodness, it’s all so predictable. Humanity ignores every reasonable suggestion given to them, crying when things go wrong. I had seen empires rise and fall, so I knew just about every card humanity could play. I just watched as those cards were played over and over again. After all, Death is one of the only immortal beings in the universe. “The fires are escalating,” I muttered as I stared at the TV screen. Though I was sa...

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“Death By 1,000 Wuts” by Joshua Scott Hotchkin Wordpress.dungherder.com

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"Died in birth. That is how I prefer to think of it. Human beings had sacrificed every last ounce of their intellect to bring new life into the world, and were so exhausted by their efforts that their own survival became impossible. That is how I choose to think of their civilization's downfall, no matter how cynical the outlook of humanity which most of our kind have adopted. This is why I was chosen to be head caretaker of the Homo Sapien Preservation Center." There were giggles from the crowd of tourists gathered around Stultus in the v...

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“I am Sharp” by Kate Bibb

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A distant wolf mournfully howls its sorrows, and I am suddenly aware of just how dark the horizon has grown while I walked. Some old and forgotten habit begs me to pull my hood over my head in response to the eerie baying, but I know that would only impair my range of hearing. So I let the hood of my sweatshirt flop against my backpack, but I don't quite pull my fingers away from the thick fabric. I bask in the sensation of remembrance, no matter how distant and vague, but I do not press the feeling for exact memories. I know from experienc...

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“W Is For What” by Bobby Gupta

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Before heading to bed, detective Blake brushed his teeth. As always, his thoughts drifted, and he saw himself caught in a fierce windstorm. In the scene, it was midnight, and the rain poured like buckets. His weak umbrella couldn’t handle the pressure and gave.Why do I keep thinking about this? I must move on but this keeps haunting me.The gutters rattled. The howling gusts blew, pummeled, and pushed him beyond where he desired to go. Using his hands as a shield, he tried to see. The streetlights appeared blurry. Water flowed along the edges...

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“The Isle of Bones ” by Aisa M

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It all started a few years ago, one morning as the sun was about to shine on this lush island when the early risers found tons of fish on the shore. Some dying. Some desperately trying to live. They all lied on the shore covered with blood and greenish-black slime. The Island Chief came and saw the blood bath. He touched the slime and smelled it. He looked at all the blood-shot eyes of all the dead fish lying on the shore that is enough to feed the islanders for months. He gathered all the islanders. There were just about thr...

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“If it takes the end of the world” by Kaylynn Lee

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When the world goes dark, no one thinks about anything except survival. I had always been the type of girl to be found lost in fantasy worlds. Books, movies, games, and even dabbling in some writing. It all filled my head with all sorts of unreal happenings, and left no room for reality. I didn’t mind. In fact, I preferred it that way. Reality is messy. Without ever really knowing what someone wants from you, or how they expect you to interact with them. Every situation is filled with choices that could potentially destroy your lif...

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“Mní wičóni” by Kathleen March

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It’s a well-known fact that climate change is happening, that we are on the edge, that the world is melting and frying to death simultaneously. We complain, but we do nothing, and all the while the apocalypse is closing in. Actually, it’s here already, but we do nothing but rant and rave about it. Maybe telling a simple little story will help wake the world up? Probably not, but if I don’t speak up, I won’t be able to sleep tonight.Mní wičóniSince I am one of those people who simply can’t bear to talk about cruelty to animals, I will limit w...

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“Echo of Eden” by Arthur Tiberio

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Five miles above the surface of a barren Earth, Eden spun slowly on an axis of aluminum steel. The sun burned brightly on another day's rotation, and from the third auxiliary viewing deck, Adante Rells sipped gently on a steaming mug of pitch black coffee. He was up to watch the Song.The clock on the wall read half past six. Most clocks on Eden were digital, the numerals a calming shade of electric blue that contrasted nicely with the modernistic white of the walls, floors, and decor, but the third auxiliary deck was part of Rells' quarters,...

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“Bathed in Fire” by Jamie Schmitt

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She was lying in the river when her world changed forever. The edges of the world crumbled in on itself like burning paper, and the sun turned dark. The Fire was born of the sun and quickly burned everything it could touch, including the sky—the blue changing to red. Then the flames caught the unrelenting breeze and took hold of the trees. The air above the trees became a hostage to the smoke that overtook it, but Adara floated in the current the same way she always did. Birds swarmed away from the flames and creatures of the forest ran cryi...

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“We Never Thought it Would happen in a Million Years” by Blane Britt

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Albert Arnold Gore Jr. (born March 31, 1948) is an American politician and environmentalist who served as the 45th vice president of the United States from 1993 to 2001. Gore was Bill Clinton's running mate in their successful campaign in 1992 and the pair was re-elected in 1996. Former Vice President Al Gore called Minnesota Gov. Tim Walz a “climate hero” Friday the 13th. When Gore introduced the governor at a three-day event in Minneapolis tied to The Climate Reality Project (The Climate Reality Project is a non-profit organization involve...

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“Brandy and Riker Versus the Hurricane” by Jasmine Shouse

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September 15 The wind howled at the windows with the rain splattering over and over on the panes. Like the big, bad wolf, it seemed determined to blow the house down. Another rattle was all Brandy could take before she slipped out of bed, her toes momentarily curling in the soft carpet. Her dog immediately stood up, stretched, and walked over, tail wagging slightly. Riker's ears fell flat against his head as the wind hammered yet again, but they perked up when Brandy's hand scratched him. Picking up on Riker's unease, Brandy picked up her ...

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“Memories of What Once Was” by Maurice Mullen

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An old man and his twelve year old grandson sit in a old Ford truck on a ridge looking out over the landscape. A large dust devil winds it’s way across the long forgotten fields jumping over the broken crumbling irrigation ditches. A dilapidated old farm house stood in the distance. “All of this was once ours” the old man said. “Really? Who would want this?” The boy asked incredulously. The old man smiled down at him paternally and chuckled. “It didn’t always look this way” he said. The old man reached into his shirt pocket with a work w...

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“A boy on the rooftop” by Sachin Janwadkar

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OneThe rain poured down, and it poured down hard.The floods were finally over and the water was returning back to the gutters, but the worst was yet to come. All the once green lands of the earth were no more than ash and chaos. The air was heavy with the smell of rotting dead bodies of humans, fishes and plants and hung in a haze that partially obscured the blood-red sun. The cities stood like broken skeletons, Even the oceans stood still like semi-stagnant pools of death and decay, there were no waves as even the wind had left th...

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“Sleeping Dragons” by Shannon Ethel

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Pa hummed softly as he worked, calloused fingers brushing tenderly over the piece of wood, knife peeling layer by layer away. Peter watched with rapt attention, admiring each stroke and scrape. Slivers of wood fell to the snowy ground as a sharp puff of breath from Pa’s bearded cheeks send tiny splinters careening into the air.“An’ they could fly?” Peter asked, wide eyed in wonder.Pa grinned, lifting the object into the air. Peter squinted slightly as he looked up. The long, straight wings always confused Peter. Birds wings curved and bent. ...

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Write a post-apocalyptic story triggered by climate change.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 134 stories

“Leaving the Desert” by Sjan Evardsson

“Life Over Death” by D. Alfonso

“Death By 1,000 Wuts” by Joshua Scott Hotchkin Wordpress.dungherder.com

“I am Sharp” by Kate Bibb

“W Is For What” by Bobby Gupta

“The Isle of Bones ” by Aisa M

“If it takes the end of the world” by Kaylynn Lee

“Mní wičóni” by Kathleen March

“Echo of Eden” by Arthur Tiberio

“Bathed in Fire” by Jamie Schmitt

“We Never Thought it Would happen in a Million Years” by Blane Britt

“Brandy and Riker Versus the Hurricane” by Jasmine Shouse

“Memories of What Once Was” by Maurice Mullen

“A boy on the rooftop” by Sachin Janwadkar

“Sleeping Dragons” by Shannon Ethel

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