Three Line Tales: Scream in the void

photo by NASA – click here for full res version (and with this one, you want the big             version to see all the detail)

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Sylvie’s cheek ached, the plastic of the telescope’s eyepiece unforgivingly hard. For days since the explosion, she’d watched the fallout mark the cosmos, staining indigo golden brown. The initial blast had resembled a chrysanthemum bloom – fat, swollen – then as the dust entered the neighbouring constellation’s gravity, the bloom stretched and broke apart, its petals thrown lose.

She knew she was looking into the past, that due to the vast distance light must travel from the fringes of the universe, the impact had hit nearby planets thousands – hundreds of thousands – of years ago.

But she couldn’t help wonder. If she listened hard as she watched the collision on that far pocket of creation –

Would she hear the screams?

 

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Written for Sonya’s Three Line Tales – an exercise in stretching the rules to snapping point, as I see it. See the beautifully chosen pic and write your damndest. See here for Ts and the inevitable Cs.