Dee Tales are whimsical stories inspired by photographs taken with my i-phone. A tiny story for you, a wee sense of accomplishment for me. Enjoy.
I can’t imagine how it used to be. Lands unexplored. Oceans uncrossed. Fields, valleys, hills, mountains, all untouched…
Disease, famine, and natural disasters use to keep us in check. But we found cures for the diseases, stored food for the famines and even after the waves reseeded, we had more and more babies.
Many city councillors apposed it at first, but what could they do? The people had to go somewhere. Condos, no matter how high, still needed space on the ground.
I imagine they will name the streets Skeleton Lane or Ghost Crescent. People will be told what land they are on but they’ll soon forget. The dead must make way for the living.