The Magnificent Maker made humankind and like troublesome flies, they multiplied. ‘Here are too many,’ he said and sent a flood.
He saved a few which again became many.
They had roofs over their heads, food in their bellies and clothes on their backs. They had birds to sing and fragrant flowers. Yet they were not happy. They wanted whatever their neighbours had. They waged futile wars that destroyed fertility.
70 words, written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Empire
Taken from Shore House Compendium, in Roots of Rookeri, to be published 2022.