Friday Fiction: 100-Word Challenge | “The Last Girl”

The Last Girl




No one expected nature to be so devious.

Surely we knew Mother Gaia could rage. We survived her worst onslaughts and laughed. We had thrived in a green paradise. We would thrive in the new hardscrabble land.

Then the birds came. At first, just a few, moved from cages where they sang sweetly onto bedside stands where they whispered and tittered.

Then more, and, into the beds themselves, dressed by doting mothers in grotesque nightclothes and bonnets. No woman wanted a human child and our species slowly died.

She was the last. Our hope.

Damn you, Gaia.


Friday Fiction picked up from Smitty at The Other McCain and Darleen at protein wisdom. Read their stories, one of which delves into current events and the other which will take you down to Creepytown.


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