Friday, 3 July 2009

Rise of the Gazebos . . .

In light of the recent heatwave . . .
A tale set in a hot, not too distant future . . . (maybe even this weekend)

No one knows when it actually happened. No one can pinpoint the exact moment in time when things started to change, but it happened. The warnings that were given on the news and printed in newspaper's across the country were completely ignored. All the advice on how to take care of yourself and others were classed as foolish and unnecessary dribble. No one cared. It was a heatwave. They just concentrated on the fun they could have in the sun.

The first signs of attack were told by the plants. In the height of July, the green leaves turned brown and limp. The ground become baked and everything died in the staggering heat. But still this was over-looked. The change was taking place right before our very eyes, and no one noticed, and nothing was done to prevent it. Life was ignorant back then.

By the time help arrived, it was too late. The sun's rays scorched everything it could. Vengeance was its way, and you couldn't fight against it. A Resistance grew, with a few, brave people wanting to overcome the blistering heat, but it was useless. All plans were torn apart by the sun, and the future looked bleak . . . until they rose.

From where they came was a mystery, but one thing was certain. They withstood the attack. The sun pelted us with its intense heat, its aim to destroy everything wearing less than a factor 50, but they survived. In fact, they did more than just survive. They thrived.

More and more arrived, standing sturdy and strong upon four legs, and soon we discovered that we could use the shade that they provided. It was as if they had been sent to save the human race from incineration, and we were thankful. With these came hope . . .

I've seen the future . . .

I'm buying a Gazebo . . .





A rather warm D. Ilott
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