Time Bombs

We emerged from the shelter to discover the bombs had not destroyed the world.

Instead, they had reversed the flow of time in the areas where they detonated.

A T-Rex ran rampant through a blast zone of cretaceous overgrowth at the heart of downtown.

Woolly mammoths stampeded through car parks, expelling the steel demons encroaching on their homes.

And all the while, we looked on like children who had been given a blank page and a box of crayons.

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Short story written by Peter Chiykowski

Story prompt taken from a photo by Maarten van den Heuvel