In the beginning
the world was formless and void...
Russia made the first move, but with America in civil war, it was slow to respond to an outside threat, and the world descended into a nuclear chaos.
To those who were perishing, it was the end of the world. To those who knew salvation, it signaled the second coming and the beginning of eternity.
Both were Wrong
There was no end. But neither was there a beginning. No victorious trumpet sounded. No chariot descended from the heavens. The dead did not rise to be gathered around the returning savior.
After the hoarding and the ransacking—from both believers and non—those who could, sought shelter, and small pockets of life endured.
Later, when rations were depleted, the survivors emerged from hiding, rising out of the earth to find a world formless and void, but still a world. And the desolate planet continued to groan in eager anticipation of a prophecy not yet fulfilled.
"Let there be light."
The voice--as deep and rich as the soil-- penetrated straight to a nerve in her neck and she twitched in irritation
