Dome Over
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Just before the snow began falling, before time slowed and Jack Frost globed the dome over, they found us. We'd hidden in the mists for decades, partially underground but mostly in plain sight. The dome was reflective and technology was wrecked from universal war. It was not for as long as we wanted, but we were living our utopian future.
They came for us with lights flashing. They came wailing on the old roads they'd smoothed while we perfected botanics. They came to claim our food and home and livelihood because lights in the night are pretty, but a full stomach is beautiful. Our dome life was sustainable, so long as we stayed hidden.
Then came the day a single panel failed to reflect their sky. A hexagonal spot just above tree level revealed us. We worked well into the night to camouflage our haven, but we failed. They came.
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Thank you!
Interesting, with your line of thoughts "they came" and the picture where, a bus with a biker behind looks like a tank move my imagination through an invasion...
:) So happy we shared in the vision.