Deep within the layers of rock that make up the Earth’s crust a treasure and horror of antiquity lies, the broken corpse of a naval super power, an island nation, dashed by the very waters of the ocean for it’s decadence and ambition had arose.

It sleeps mindful of the world above, within it’s heart a vestige population roam having become something almost other to those who still swim the surface waters. They wait and hope and languish.

When the time comes and hubris raises it’s head once more – then… then the flood gates of this once great city will open and the peoples distorted and jealous will come to finish the work of the great waves and land tremors. Humanity broke the world and the World will have its revenge.

Posted: Tuesday, September 3rd, 2019 @ 8:50 am
Categories: Micro Fiction, The Punks World.
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