The Properties of Hydrogen and Helium

by Sparks In Shadow

The sun shone, but its light was now cold. Kent and his wife on their porch, huddled in parkas and blankets, spent a few moments outdoors wondering why grass still grew. Closing their eyes, staring into the sun, they no longer saw the red brightness behind their lids. The rules had been changed for weeks. Still none knew why.

Scientists were aghast, blindsided, voraciously contemplating data, experiments — the inevitable remapping of all they knew. The religions preached Armageddon, or patiently waited in prayer.

Kent clung to Ava, and she to him. Their only calm was in the part of them that had wanted children.

The prompt was, “… the sun shone but …” – from Julia.

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