Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.This week, Lillie chose the word "Empty," and here I find a town of our ghastly past.
The city was a forgotten relic of the Cold War, hidden deep in the Urals of what was Soviet Russia.
Nothing lived there now except the grasses that blew in the breeze -- a near desert surrounded by lush fields where even the wildlife does not roam.
Once a center of science for the State, this place, now empty, stood as a stark reminder that man is not God, and when we climb high we fall further.
The craters of destroyed lives will be found where we crash.
Weaponizing life can produce the greatest death, which is what happened here; and even the harshest winter’s cold cannot kill that which soiled the once pristine ground.