this post was submitted on 15 Sep 2024
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[–] [email protected] 28 points 4 months ago

What a turn of events...

[–] reev 10 points 4 months ago (1 children)

This is very Llamas with Hats

[–] threelonmusketeers 2 points 4 months ago

I thought that too!

[–] [email protected] 8 points 4 months ago

When the Wind Blows

[–] [email protected] 2 points 1 month ago (1 children)

The water pelted window panes, running down the charred west side where the house had been burned, evenly free of its white paint. The entire west face of the house was black, save for five places.

Here the silhouette in paint of a man mowing a lawn.
Here, as in a photograph, a woman bent to pick flowers.
Still farther over, their images burned on wood in one titanic instant, a small boy, hands flung into the air; higher up, the image of a thrown ball, and opposite him a girl, hands raised to catch a ball which never came down.

The five spots of paint - the man, the woman, the children, the ball - remained. The rest was a thin charcoaled layer.

from Ray Bradbury: There Will Come Soft Rains

[–] threelonmusketeers 2 points 1 month ago (1 children)

A chilling and vivid, yet strangely beautiful description. Thank you for sharing.