“It's a crying shame nobody else gets to see how gorgeous you are.”
Melody waved a hand at Diantha's gorgeous body, all curves and pretty legs. She'd been beautiful before, but her swollen belly and pregnancy glow had made her a whole different kind of stunning...
Her name was Boppi. Boppi the Clown.
I met her at my first carnival. Carnivals never held much appeal to me other than their rides and excessively sweet, fattening treats. Such limitation was probably for the best. However, my parents insisted on dragging me along...
Floods. Tsunamis. Fire.
The beginning of the end came loud and flashy like a cheap whore.
People on the coast fled inland to avoid the weather, people in the cities fled on clogged highways. In the end, however, there was nowhere to escape.
Fear and chaos reigned.
The true end came like a teenage boy in the bath, hard and quiet.