So now it’s time for my twelfth weekly Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. The image below is from firstname.lastname@example.org.
Welcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.
How it looked at the end
There isn’t much that anyone could do now to help. The environment is so polluted that everyone wears a gas mask. The biohazard signs are everywhere. And yet the chimneys of the production plants are still spewing toxic fumes into the already polluted air. There is an air of hopelessness that pervades all over the world. The governments of various countries tried to implement strict control over the pollution but when one of the largest burner of fossil fuel in the world refused to cooperate or even acknowledge the problem, there was nothing else to be done.
But there still were some places on the planet where the air was breathable. Up high in the mountains and away from the densely populated areas. These are the areas where life can be normal again.
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