Prelude to a Story
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May 15, 2002
New York City – 10:44 A.M (EST)
The buildings stand proudly against the sun that had illuminated the glass towers only a few short hours before. Traffic can be seen clogging the intricate system of roads, and in some places gun shots heard as well…
Washington D.C. 10:45 A.M. (EST)
The streets bristling with traffic as well, the large buildings filled with politicians planning out the future of the country…
Tokyo 12:46 A.M. (+9 hours GMT)
The darkened city stands quiet as traffic is light and the buildings are darkened, most containing the sleeping people whom are dreaming of better futures and opportunities…
Northern Ice Cap 1:47 P.M. (GMT)
The endless expanse of ice lays quietly, undisturbed as it has for centuries. Every animal continues on with it’s daily rituals just as every day before today, ignorent of what horrible destruction the next few seconds would bring…
1:47 36s P.M. (GMT)
A sudden boom is heard as the center of the arctic mass crumples inward, and at a radius of 5 miles outward water and ice and rock spews outward to a height of 10, then 15, then 25, then 40 miles high in an ever-growing wall of water and vapor and ice destroying the facilities and lives that stood quietly there just a few seconds before. The wave increases speed, the super-heated water evaporating instantly at the epicenter and slowly evaporating as the ice vaporizes with the exponentially growing wave decending upon the rest of the earth.
New York City – 10:55 A.M. (EST)
The city goes suddenly quiet in a wave like fashion from shore to in-land as a great feeling of despair suddenly filled the hearts of the many citizens, seconds before they even saw the eyes of their destroyers. Buildings toppled like dominos against the insanely high waves descending from the north and the bays. Rivers instantly overflowed as though someone removed a cork from a champagne bottle, instantly washing out the houses along the rivers and creeks and canals.
Washington D.C. 10:57 A.M. (EST)
The capital too was soon filled with an unearthly silence just moments before the monuments to the great government were swept away by indiscriminate wave of death and destruction, leaving nothing standing in it’s wake as its enormous wall slammed into buildings and uprooted even the deepest structures.
Tokyo 12:59 (+9 hours GMT)
A siren can be heard waking the citizens of the sleeping city from their suddenly violently sudden nightmares so they could look into the faceless terror as it moved towards them at high speeds, destrying everything in it’s path.
May 15th in the second year of the 21st century would be a day that would live in the survivors hearts from that day on, the memories of the destruction forever imprinted in their minds. Those ‘lucky’ survivors would go on to rebuild some societies, to piece together most of what they had lost. But it is definite, that nothing will ever be as it was, ever again…
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Some comments would be nice so I'll know if I want to continue the story or not.
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"The Heavens Burned, the stars cried out
And under the ashes of infinity,
Hope, scarred and bleeding, Breathed its last."
-- An Andromeda title quote.
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