Epilogue: The EndEpilogue: The EndEpilogue: The End1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ashes fall, spiraling slowly downward like hordes of minuscule angels drifting in clear liquid.
A soft breeze disturbs small mounds of white on the ground, sending portions around debris, blowing small white flecks from alleyways and onto a wide, smooth path―a path which cuts like a rigid river through jagged banks of shattered wood, metal, and stone.
Throughout a long section of the pathway, people mill—aimlessly, it appears, their bare feet padding without destination over dark pavement. Pale sunlight arrows through endless gray clouds, flashing and gleaming over the contours of the parade float seated in the wanderers’ midst.
Quiet reigns, the only discernible sound being the occasional clink of a piece of rubble sent tumbling over the paved street from a careless foot. The stillness of the realm seems to extend end